My Old Dutch
I've got a pal, a regular out an' outer.
She's a dear old gal, an' I'll tell you all about 'er
It's many years since fust we met,
Her hair was then as black as jet.
It's whiter now, but she don't fret
Not my old gal.
We've been together now for forty years
And it don't seem a day too much.
Cause there ain't a lady living in the land
As I'd swap for me dear old Dutch.
No, there ain't a lady living in the land
And I'd swap for my dear old Dutch.
I called her Sall a propper name is
We've been together now for forty years
And it don't seem a day too much.
Cause there ain't a lady living in the land
As I'd swap for me dear old Dutch.
No, there ain't a lady living in the land
And I'd swap for my dear old Dutch.
Writer/s: ALBERT CHEVALIER, CHARLES INGLE
