Lyrics

It was a pastoral scene No mountain goats, just cows Not with milk, mind you, but (Real cheese) Fat chicks, giggling General Washington and Rochambeau Buggering Hessians while the fireside's aglow Spendin' out their money, drinkin' up the pay They're never gonna win the war this-a-way! Jimmy, get your fiddle and rosin up your bow Billy, get your banjo up, gonna have a show Pass a jug around the current employ We're gonna have a song called Soldier's Joy! I'm my mother's darling child I'm my mother's single child I'm my mother's random child Shan't get married for a while Rock the cradle, Lucy Rock the cradle high! Rock the cradle, Lucy Don't let the baby die! One more time! One more time!