Shooting The Bull Around The Bulletin Boards 1915

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 23 Mar 2009
2009

My dear Daddy hasn't worked for years,
when there's work he never volunteers.
As a soldier he can not be beat,
you may treat him but he won't retreat.
On the corner in the open air,
you'll find Daddy with the soldiers there
ev'ry day he takes command
with a "War Cry" in his hand.

You'll find my father round
the bulletin boards
morning noon and night.
You'll find my father
with a soldier's cap,
His ammunition is a big war map.
You'll always find him at the front
in front, in front,
he stands in front of ev'rybody.
He has a bottle of his own
to oil his vocal chords,
and when he gets full he shoots the bull
the bull around the bulletin boards.

You'll find my father round
the bulletin boards
morning noon and night.
You'll find my father
with a soldier's cap,
His ammunition is a big war map.
You'll always find him at the front
in front, in front,
he stands in front of ev'rybody.
He has a bottle of his own
to oil his vocal chords,
and when he gets full he shoots the bull
the bull around the bulletin boards.

My dear Daddy loves the U.S.A.
Wears his trousers in a West Point way.
He wears collars just as stiff as starch,
He's too backward for a forward march.
He's a soldier of his own accord,
he owes mother nearly ten years board.
Think what mother has endured
and his life is not insured.

You'll find my father round
the bulletin boards
morning noon and night.
You'll find my father
with a soldier's cap,
His ammunition is a big war map.
You'll always find him at the front
in front, in front,
he stands in front of ev'rybody.
He has a bottle of his own
to oil his vocal chords,
and when he gets full he shoots the bull
the bull around the bulletin boards.

You'll find my father round
the bulletin boards
morning noon and night.
You'll find my father
with a soldier's cap,
His ammunition is a big war map.
You'll always find him at the front
in front, in front,
he stands in front of ev'rybody.
He has a bottle of his own
to oil his vocal chords,
and when he gets full he shoots the bull
the bull around the bulletin boards.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Shooting The Bull Around The Bulletin Boards 1915
Music by Jean Schwartz
Lyrics by William Jerome
© MCMXV by Waterson, Berlin & Snyder Co. - New York
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Monday 23 March 2009 at 15.01
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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