Away With Rum (Bikel Theo)
We're coming, we're coming, our brave little
band. On the right side of temperance we now
take our stand. We don't use tobacco because we
do think, That the people who use it are likely
Away, away, with rum, by gum, With
rum, by gum, with rum, by gum, Away,
away, with rum, by gum, The song of
the Salvation Army.
We never eat cookies because they have yeast,
And one little bit makes a man like a beast. Oh,
can you imagine a sadder disgrace, Than a man in
the gutter with crumbs on his face?
We never eat fruitcake because it has rum, And
one little slice puts a man on the bum. Oh, can
you imagine a sorrier sight, Than a man eating
fruitcake until he gets tight?