Cheering The Queen
- Cyril Tawney
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Intro
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Verse 1
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It happened on a Summer's day in nineteen fifty-four,
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We went to greet Her Majesty a-comin' from the Tour.
Chorus
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On a British submarine, on a British submarine,
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When sixty solid sailors went cheering of the Queen.
Verse 2
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Their Lordships said "Now cheer, me boys, but mind you make it smart,
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There's nothing looks so ragged as the cheering from your heart."
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On a British submarine, on a British submarine,
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When sixty solid sailors went cheering of the Queen.
Verse 3
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Well, when we saw the signal boys, it made our innards freeze
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"On the order 'one' you hold your hats at forty-five degrees."
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On a British submarine, on a British submarine,
Am Em G
When sixty solid sailors went cheering of the Queen.
Verse 4
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"Yes, at forty-five degrees", me boys, that's what their lordships said,
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"On the order 'two' you wave your hats three times around your head."
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On a British submarine, on a British submarine,
Am Em G
When sixty solid sailors went cheering of the Queen.
Verse 5
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"And when you go to shout, me boys, be careful what you say,
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The word you use for cheerin' is Hurrah, not Hooray."
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On a British submarine, on a British submarine,
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When sixty solid sailors went cheering of the Queen.
Verse 6
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We sailed towards Britannia, boys, the finest ever seen,
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But every man was standing like a petrified marine.
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On a British submarine, on a British submarine,
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When sixty solid sailors went cheering of the Queen.
Verse 7
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But when we reached the moment, boys, that every skipper dreads
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A swarm of gnats as big as bats descended on our heads.
Chorus
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On a British submarine, on a British submarine,
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When sixty solid sailors went cheering of the Queen.
Verse 8
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The boat was filled with wavin' arms and the air was filled with cries
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As every man cursed and fought to keep' em from his eyes.
Chorus
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On a British submarine, on a British submarine,
Am Em G
When sixty solid sailors went cheering of the Queen.
Verse 8
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The Duke he scratched his head as he watched us slowly part
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"That's the first time I've seen sailor boys cheerin' from their hearts."
Chorus
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On a British submarine, on a British submarine,
Am Em G
When sixty solid sailors went cheering of the Queen.
Verse 9
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We waved our way across the bay till we were out of sight
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We waved our way all through the day and on into the night.
Chorus
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On a British submarine, on a British submarine,
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When sixty solid sailors went cheering of the Queen.
Verse 10
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Ah! the day we met the Queen, me boys, the day I won't forget
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If we hadn't dived to ninety feet we'd all be wavin' yet.
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On a British submarine, on a British submarine,
Am Em G
When sixty solid sailors went cheering of the Queen.











