Frank Crumit - Around the Corner

He was a major of grenadiers
Grenadiers, so handsome and tall,
He was a dashing brute
He was a dashing brute
She was the fairest in all Algiers
In Algiers the fairest of all
She was so sweet and cute
She was so sweet and cute
He had to leave her behind and so
The so-and-so has broken her heart
He didn't care a hoot
He didn't care a hoot
She has a terrible tale of woe,
Which she will impart
Around the corner and under the trees
The gallant major said "Come with me."
I said "Nay, nay."
I said "No, no."
But ever since I've been there once
I always want to go
Around the corner and under the trees
The handsome major made love to me
He kissed me once; he kissed me twice
It wasn't just the thing to do
But gosh it was awful nice

He was a man with an oily tongue
And oily tongues tell many a tale
Oh how that man could lie
Oh how that man could lie
She was so trusting and oh so young
Oh so young, and now she's so pale
You oughta hear her sigh
You oughta hear her sigh
He wore a drooping moustachio
One you know, that curls at the ends
A villain of deepest die
A villain of deepest die
Girls oughta know a moustachio
Doesn't grow on any good friend
Around the corner and under the trees
The breeze was sighing and so was he
He held my hand; he talked so grand
Then went away and stayed away
While every night I stand
Around the corner and under the trees
The cruel major's forgotten me
He wrote a note
Here's how it went
I would've married you but couldn't
Get my wife's consent.