They Were All Out of Sleep But Jim - Billy Murray, Ирвинг Берлин

Jimmy’s mother went to see her son

Marching along on parade

In his uniform and with his gun

What a lovely picture he made

She came home that evening

Filled up with delight

And to all the neighbors

She would yell with all her might

«Did you see my little Jimmy marching

With the soldiers up the avenue?

There was Jimmy just as stiff as starch

Just like his father on the seventeenth o' March

Did you notice all the lovely ladies

Casting their eyes at him?

Away he went

To live in a tent

Over in France with his regiment

Were you there, and tell me, did you notice?

They were all out of step but Jim»

That night little Jimmy’s father stood

Buying the drinks for the crowd

You could tell that he was feeling good

He was talking terribly loud

Twenty times he treated

My, but he was dry

When his glass was empty

He would treat again and cry

«Did you see me little Jimmy marching

With the soldiers up the avenue?

There was Jimmy just as stiff as starch

Like his father on the seventeenth o' March

Did you notice all the lovely ladies

A-casting their eyes at him?

Sure it made me glad

To gaze at the lad

And Lord help the Kaiser if he’s like his dad

Were you there, oh you were, well did you notice?

They were all out of step but Jim»