Introduction to song
U.S. Grant paid a visit to my home town
They spruced it up with a lick of paint and they showed him round
Two bands played in fierce competition as the rain fell down
And the General said
What a mighty long bridge to such a mighty little old town
A man called Walf hung from a window with the Stars and Stripes
The orphan boys sang Alouette, sweetness and light
And as they sang, the firebell rang, and they ran for their lives
What well-trained little orphans, and a precious little song
Said the General's wife
A carriage was called to the Magdalen Green before the darkness fell
With a short stopover for the lady's convenience at the Royal Hotel
The General frowned through the last of the speeches
Though he took it well
Not a pretty little bandstand or a lovely little steeple
Or charming little houses, or cheerful little people
But what a mighty long bridge to such a mighty little old town
When U.S. Grant paid a visit to my home town
They spruced it up with a lick of paint and they showed him round
Two bands played in fierce competition as the rain fell down
Not a pretty little bandstand or a lovely little steeple
Or charming little houses, or cheerful little people
But what a mighty long bridge to such a mighty little old town
