I used to believe in the days I was pure And I was pure like you used to be My wonderful someone will come to me someday and then it will all depend on me If he’s a fine man, if he’s a rich man, Wears a fine cravat, smokes a cigar And if he’s gallant and treats me like a lady then I shall tell him Sorry
Chin up high keep your powder dry Don’t relax or go too far. Look, the moon is gonna shine till dawn Keep the little rowboat crusing on and on You stay perpendicular Oh, you can’t just let a man walk over you Cold and dignified is what you are Such a whole lot of things can happen So firmly say but sweetly Sorry
One day comes a man But what kind of a man Do you know why he does what he does He walked into my room and he hung up his hat And I just didn’t know where I was He was a lean man, he was a mean man He didn’t own a cravat, smoked no cigar And God knows he never made me feel a lady. Just wasn’t time for sorry Chin up high my chin was down My shoes and I relaxed, but far too far Oh, the way the moon kept shining on The night was nice for rowing and this girl was gone Not so perpendicular So you let a man just walk right over you Who said dignified is what you are Such a wonderful lot of terrible things did happen And now it’s you can tell me Sorry