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1.What's the good of wearing
braces,Vests and pants and boots with laces,
Spats or hats you buy in placesDown in
Brompton Road?What's the use of shirts of
cotton,
Studs that always get forgotten?These affairs are simply rotten:Better far is
woad.Woad's the stuff to show, men.Woad to scare your foemen:Boil it to a brilliant hueAnd rub it on your back and your
abdomen.
Ancient Briton ne'er did hit onAnything as good as woad to fit onNeck, or knees, or where you sit on.Tailors, you be blowed.2.
Romans came across
the ChannelAll wrapped up in tin and
flannel:Half a pint of woad per man'llDress us more than these.
Saxons, you can waste your stitchesBuilding beds for bugs in
britches:We have woad to clothe us, which isNot a nest for fleas.Romans keep your armours;Saxons your
pyjamas:Hairy coats were meant for goats,
Gorillas,
yaks,
retriever dogs and
llamas.Tramp up
Snowdon with our woad on:Never mind if we get rained or blowed on.Never want a button sewed on.Go it, Ancient Bs.
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