Oh, the other night I took me wife down to the music hall,
And ever since that bloomin' night it has been her downfall
She sat beside the bandsman, and he filled her with delight
The fella who played the trombone, he stole me wife that night.
With his Rump She- rarra, rump She- rarra, rump She- rarra day,
The fella that played the trombone, he stole me wife away.
He pulled his long thing in 'n out, he made her feel so gay,
He really tickled her fancy with his rump She- rarra day.
Now, she said she liked his music, she’d go there every week,
I said it would be her downfall if she didn’t stop her cheek.
She took no notice what I said, and went from time, to time.
I stayed at home and nursed the kids while him and her did shine.
Now, the other night I woke to find she’d gone with all her clothes,
She’d gone with that bandsman, to a land where no one knows.
But if ever I should find them, I’d spoil their honeymoon,
I’d smash his bloody instrument if I’d catch him playin’ a tune.
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