When the cunning young mug-lumb’rer’s not mug-lumb’ring,
When the shirker doesn’t fail to come to time,
Still the Secretary mustn’t be caught slumb’ring,
Nor waiting for the distant village chime.
When the players fall a-wrangling with each other,
Or the Referee’s dry sherry short has run,
Oh, take one consideration with another,
His official lot is not a happy one,
Ah!
When the Secretary’s duty’s to be done,