Performed by Louis Prima, Lilyann Carol Recorded February 1945 Written by Moe Jaffe, remade by Louis Prima.
LILYANN: When I was a lady's maid down in Drury Lane My mistress, she was good to me; my master was the same Along came a sailor, happy as could be And he was the cause of all my misery
With his bell bottom trousers, coat of navy blue (She loved her sailor and he loved her too)
He asked me for a candle to light him up to bed He asked me for a kerchief to tie around his head And I, like a silly girl, thinking it no harm Lay down beside him, just to keep him warm
With his bell bottom trousers, coat of navy blue (She loved her sailor and he loved her too)
(Trumpet Solo)
Early in the mornin', before the break of day A sawbuck note he left for me before he went away And he wrote a message that if I have a son Let him be a sailor if he wants to have some fun
With his bell bottom trousers, coat of navy blue (She loved her sailor and he loved her too)
(Saxophone Solo)
LOUIS: If it is a daughter, bounce her on your knee And if it is a boy, send the begger out to sea Singin' bell bottom trousers, coat of navy blue Oh, he'll climb the riggin', like the sailors used to do
LILYANN: If my sailor I can't find on the bounding main I am hopeful he will soon come home safe again So we can get married, and raise a family Dress up all our kiddies in sailor's dungarees.
Bell Bottom Trousers (Original, as written by Moe Jaffe).
There once was a waitress from the Prince George Hotel Her mistress was a lady, her master was a swell
They knew she was a simple girl and lately from a farm And they watched her carefully to keep her from all harm
Chorus: Singing a bell bottom trousers, coats of navy blue Let him climb the rigging like his daddy used to do
The 42nd Fusilers came marching into town And with them came a complement of rapists of renown
They busted every maidenhead that came within their spell But they never made the waitress from the Prince George Hotel
Chorus
Next came a company of the Prince of Wales Hussars They piled into a whorehouse they packed along the bars
Every maid and mistress and wife before them fell But they never made the waitress from the Prince George Hotel
Chorus
One day came a sailor just an ordinary bloke A bulging at the trousers, a heart of solid oak
At sea without a woman for seven years or more There wasn't any need to ask what he was looking for
Chorus
He asked her for a candlestick to light his way to bed He asked her for a pillow to rest his weary head
And speaking to her gently as if he meant no harm He asked her to come to bed just so to keep him warm
Chorus
He lifted up the blanket and a moment there he lie He was on her. he was in her, in a twinkling of an eye
He was out again, and in again, and plowing up a storm And the only word she said to him was "I hope you're keeping warm"
Chorus
Early in the morning the sailor he arose Saying here's a 2-pound note my dear for the damage I have caused
If you have a daughter bounce her on your knee If you have a son send the bastard out to sea!
Chorus
(Extra verse) Now she sits beside a dock with a baby on her knee Waiting for a sailing ship coming a-home from sea
Waiting for the jolly tars in Navy uniform All she wants to do my boys is keep the Navy warm!