Rosie Green was a village queen who enlisted as a nurse She waited for a chance And left for France with an Ambulance, Rosie Green met a chap named Jean, a soldier from Paree, When he said “Parlez vous, my pet” he said “I will, but not just yet.” When he’d speak in French to her, she’d answer lovingly
Oh! Frenchy, Oh Frenchy, Frenchy Although your language is so new to me, When you say, “Oui, oui, la la” “We” means you and me, la la, Oh! Frenchy, Oh Frenchy, Frenchy you’ve won my love with your bravery March on, March on, with any girl you see But when you la la la la la, Oh, Frenchy, your la la la’s for me.
Rosie Green married Soldier Jean when his furlough time arrived She said “Go pack your grip We’ll take a trip on a big ship,” Rosie Green took her soldier Jean home somewhere in Maine, They say her rural Pa and Ma, refused to do that oo la la, But when she’s alone with him you’ll hear this same refrain.
Oh! Frenchy, Oh Frenchy, Frenchy Although your language is so new to me, When you say, “Oui, oui, la la” “We” means you and me, la la, Oh! Frenchy, Oh Frenchy, Frenchy you’ve won my love with your bravery March on, March on, with any girl you see But when you la la la la la, Oh, Frenchy, your la la la’s for me.