MY MOUSTACHE

LYRICS

My moustache is growing – its genial warmth bestowing
and some day it will gladden every eye
For time will reveal it – I almost can feel it
I’m going to be so handsome by and by

Grow, grow, moustache grow – why all your bashful delay?
Spring forth like a fairy, so light and so merry
and ramble o’er my upper lip so gay

My moustache is growing – my whiskers are showing
The mirror loves the image that I see
So manly – so hairy! – the ladies are wary;
they can’t resist my masculinity

Grow, grow, moustache grow – why all your bashful delay?
Spring forth like a fairy, so light and so merry
and ramble o’er my upper lip so gay

But while I am drinking I find myself thinking
There’s one thing it could hinder very much
The rapturous blisses of sweet stolen kisses
I fear it will not let our two lips touch

Grow, grow, moustache grow – why all your bashful delay?
Spring forth like a fairy, so light and so merry
and ramble o’er my upper lip – so gay!