And spoon-meat the Frenchman’s was once understood,
And mess-bugles at dinner-time still stir the blood,
With “Oh, the Roast Beef of Old England,
And Oh, for Old English Roast Beef.”
Yes, “Oh, for Roast Beef,” well our soldiers may sigh,
They may sniff it down areas, in cook-shops may eye;
But save in that music, bid life-long good bye,
To the famous Roast Beef of Old England,
The mighty Old English Roast Beef.
For as if we’d ta’en lesson from soup-stewing France,