jim bainbridge

I am perfectly aware of Tom's output, knew him well from the mid sixties and played sessions alongside him once sometimes twice a week (when he wasn't in Sweden or the States) until very shortly before his demise.

I believe that this ditty started out in the barrack room. The way I learnt it the first verse begins with a sergeant. All day long he fucks men about, fucks men about, fucks men about, And then he comes home and fucks me.

You have no idea what I would approve of but I don't approve of bowdlerization of good honest bawdy material.

What's the point?