I've been so sad Since you said my accent was bad He's worn a frown This Caledonian clown
Some days I stand On your green and pleasant land How dare I show face When my diction is such a disgrace
I'm just going to have to learn to hesitate To make sure my words On your Saxon ears don't grate But I wouldn't know a single word to say If I flattened all the vowels And threw the 'R' away
You say that if I want to get ahead The language I use should he left for dead It doesn't please your ear And though you tell it like a leg pull I think your still full of John Bull You just refuse to hear
Oh what can I do To be understood by you Perhaps for some money I could talk like a bee dripping honey.
Compositores: Charles Stobo Reid (Charlie Reid) (PRS), Craig Morris Reid (Craig Reid) (PRS)Editor: Keyboard Music Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #4430322 em 08/Abr/2024