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There's a little red-faced man, / Which is Bobs, / Rides the tallest 'orse 'e can- / Our Bobs, / If it bucks or kicks or rears, / 'E can sit for twenty years / With a smile round both 'is ears- / Can't yer, Bobs?
Then 'ere's to Bobs Bahadur- / Little Bobs, Bobs, Bobs! / 'E's or pukka Kandaharder- / Fightin' Bobs, Bobs, Bobs! / 'E's the Dook of Aggy Chel; / 'E's the man that done us well, / An' we'll follow 'im to 'ell- / Won't we Bobs?