Madelon I'll be true to the whole regiment : song

              There is a tavern way down in Brittany
Where weary soldiers take their liberty
The keeper's daughter whose name is Madelon
Pours out the wine while they laugh and "carry on"
And while the wine goes to their senses
Her sparkling glance goes to their hearts
Their admiration so intense is
Each one his tale of love imparts
She coquettes with them all but favors none at all
And here's the way they banter ev'ry time they call

She knows a Captain who twirls a big mustache
She knows a Colonel whose eyes with anger flash
She gives them both the sweetest kind of smile
And now and then chats with each a little while
Just when his talk gets interesting
The other hollers for some wine
She laughs and skips away suggesting
They'll talk again some other time
She never answers "Yes" she never tells them "No"
And here's the song they're singing when they come and go

Chorus
O Madelon you are the only one
O Madelon for you we'll carry on
It's so long since we have seen a Miss
Won't you give us just a kiss
But Madelon she takes it all in fun
She laughs and says "You see it can't be done
I would like but how can I consent
When I'm true to the whole regiment"