Lyr Req: L'Anglais avec Son Sang Froid (P Roberts)

Subject: The Englishman
From: John McCrory
Date: 01 Feb 99 - 09:39 AM

Does anyone have the rest of the lyrics for a song that goes -

The Englishman is noted for his sang froid
Translated that's his usual bloody cold
And he loves his pipe and slippers
And the missus and the nippers
And he's happy simply growing old
...
All the French and the Italians
Chase their women round like stallions
But the Englishman's a suet crude
He's afraid the neighbours might be told,
The Englishman and his usual bloody cold.
...
He is still of the opinion
That the folk in each dominion,
Regard him as a great white chief.
...
And when the Armageddon comes and all the world is dust,
And men must come to judgment as we know they surely must,
He'll be there with his umbrella neatly furled,
The Englishman and his usual bloody cold,
The Englishman and his usual bloody cold.

Subject: RE: The Englishman
From: AndyG
Date: 01 Feb 99 - 11:02 AM

Sadly I can't really help with this, but the following might jog someone's memory.
The artist was Paddy something, I can't remember his name now but it's at the back of my mind.
I used to own an album of his stuff including, The Lavender Cowboy, The Belle of Barking Creek and possibly an In an English County Garden parody, though I'm not sure about the last one.

(In the second verse above shouldn't it be suet pud, not suet crude.)

AndyG

Subject: RE: The Englishman
From: John McCrory
Date: 01 Feb 99 - 11:23 AM

You are right - that was me thinking 'this is a bit crude I hope people aren't offended' while writing that line ! I have never eaten a suet pud as far as I know so that is an unusual phrase to me hence the confusion especially since the two words rhyme.

Was it Paddy Reilly that you were thinking of ?

Subject: RE: The Englishman
From: Bert
Date: 01 Feb 99 - 05:04 PM

Sounds like Paddy Roberts to me. He also did "The Ballad of Bethnal Green".

I also vaguely remember an album "Strictly for Grownups" or something like that. With a number called "Love isn't what it used to be"

Bert. By the way, Suet Pud is absolutely delicious.

Subject: RE: The Englishman
From:
Date: 02 Feb 99 - 05:28 AM

Well done Bert!
Paddy Roberts it was indeed.

AndyG

Subject: Lyr Add: L'ANGLAIS AVEC SON SANG-FROID (P Roberts)
From: GUEST,Phil
Date: 22 Sep 07 - 02:12 PM

Oh, the Englishman is noted for his sang froid
Which translated means his usual bloody cold
And he loves his pipe and slippers
And the missus and the nippers
And he's happy simply growing old
And he never says a word if he can help it
That's why people say he's always full of phlegm.
He's quite unmoved by atom bombs and rockets to the sun
He never speaks to strangers for it simply isn't done
But when cricket starts his fury's uncontrolled
The Englishman with his usual bloody cold.

Oh the Englishman could not be called romantic
His technique is not particularly good
All the French and the Italians
Chase their women round like stallions
But the Englishman's a suet pud
And the slightest demonstration of affection
He regards as being rather infra dig.
He says the way the French behave is absolutely nuts
He'd like to try it really but he hasn't got the guts
He's scared to death the neighbours might be told,
The Englishman with his usual bloody cold.

Oh the Englishman has lots of little foibles
And some of them are really past belief
For he's still of the opinion
That the folk in each dominion,
All regard him as the big white chief.
But in spite of all his curious delusions
Underneath it all he has a heart of gold
And when the Armageddon comes and all the world is dust,
And men will come to judgment as we know they surely must,
He'll be there with his umbrella neatly rolled,
The Englishman with his usual bloody cold,
The Englishman with his usual bloody cold.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman (Paddy Roberts)
From: Q (Frank Staplin)
Date: 22 Sep 07 - 04:23 PM

"Sterling times" has the lyrics and "England Goes Back to the Future," humourous (humourless?) comment by David Lennon. We learn there that every true Englishmen carries a rolled umbrella, although global warming has made it obsolete. "...but the King insists on it!"

Sterling Times

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman (Paddy Roberts)
From: GUEST,Chris Murray
Date: 23 Sep 07 - 11:34 AM

"Strctly For Grownups" CD still available on Amazon.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman (Paddy Roberts)
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 24 Sep 07 - 09:14 PM

According to Allmusic.com, the song on "Strictly for Grown Ups" is called
L'ANGLAIS AVES [sic] SON SANG FROID. I'm sure that's a typo for L'ANGLAIS AVEC SON SANG FROID (= 'The Englishman with his cold-bloodedness'). "Bloody cold" is a deliberate (or punning) mistranslation of "sang froid" (literally "cold blood").

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman (Paddy Roberts)
From: GUEST
Date: 15 Aug 08 - 10:29 PM

and finally - "and some of them are Pas Deluxe!" not 'past belief!' then you have the absolutely genuine original ( which I have had in my head for the past fifty-odd years!
Thanks... David
Oh? what happened to "When I was a boy Scout and you were a browny?"
I don't see any refs for that one??

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman (Paddy Roberts)
From: Gurney
Date: 16 Aug 08 - 03:21 AM

Guest, you could try Cilla Black, I remember her singing it.
It's not on "Tries Again' I'm afraid, the only PR LP that I have.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman (Paddy Roberts)
From: Nigel Parsons
Date: 16 Aug 08 - 02:40 PM

Guest:
When I was a Wolf Cub & You were a brownie" can be found (in part) in This thread

Cheers
Nigel

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman (Paddy Roberts)
From: Joe_F
Date: 16 Aug 08 - 09:15 PM

The pun may be older than the song. I remember (I think from the 1950s) a book called _Fractured French_ that consisted entirely of punning mistranslations:

Chateaubriand.
Your hat is on fire.

It included

Voici l'anglais avec son sang-froid habituelle.
Here comes the Englishman with his usual bloody cold.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman (Paddy Roberts)
From: GUEST,Penguin Egg
Date: 17 Aug 08 - 11:25 PM

I wonder what would happen if an Englishman wrote a song like this about an Irishman.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman (Paddy Roberts)
From: GUEST,Ralphie
Date: 18 Aug 08 - 05:46 AM

Hi PE...

Well in Flanders and Swanns swipe at the rest of the world (nearly!)
"The English are Best"
The Irish verse is as follows.

The Irishman now our contempt is beneath
He sleeps in his boots and he lies in his teeth
He blows up policeman, or so I have heard
And blames it on Cromwell and William The Third

(written long before the "troubles" in case anyone is offended!)

They are just as insulting to most other countries in Europe.

So, all together now....

The English The English The English are best
I wouldn't give tuppence for all of the rest

Regards

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman (Paddy Roberts)
From: GUEST,Ralphie
Date: 18 Aug 08 - 05:52 AM

Full Lyrics arein the DT database,
Except the last line should be

"And the flower of the English are....
Donald....Michael...Donald...Michael....

AND ME!"

Very Good, and alarmingly accurate in places!

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: L'Anglais avec Son Sang Froid (P Roberts)
From: GUEST,Gordon
Date: 14 Jul 14 - 12:49 PM

I still have the original records but I also know most of the songs off by heart:

2nd verse:
And he never says a word if he can help it
that's why people say he's always full of phelm
he quite unmoved by atom bombs and rockets to the sun
he never speaks to strangers for that simply isn't done
but when cricket starts his fury's uncontrolled
the Englishman with his usual bloody cold.

3rd Verse:
Thed e
Englishman could not be called romantic
his technique is not particularly good
all the French and the Italians chase their women round like stallions
but the Englishman's a suet pud
and the slightest demonstration of affection
he regards as rather infra-dig
He says the way the French behave is absolutely nuts
he'd like to try it really but he hasn't got the guts
he's scared to death the neighbours might be told
the Englishman with his usual bloody cold

4th verse:

Oh the Englishman has lots of little foibles
and some of them are quite beyond belief
for he's still of the opinion that the folk in each Dominion
all regard him as the big white chief
but despite all these peculiar delusions
beneath it all there beats a heart of gold
and when the Amageddon comes and all the world is dust
and man will come to judgement as we know he surely must
he'll be there with his umbrella neatly rolled
the Englishman with his usual bloody cold.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: L'Anglais avec Son Sang Froid (P Roberts)
From: Mrrzy
Date: 15 Jul 14 - 12:44 PM

My other favorite from Fractured French is "j'y suis et j'y reste" (really there I am and there I stay), translated as I'm Swiss and I'm spending the night.

Fun song! Wish I could read music to get the tune, is it recorded anywhere I could hear?

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: L'Anglais avec Son Sang Froid (P Roberts)
From: GUEST,Gordon Gresham
Date: 13 Aug 17 - 03:20 PM

Spot on lyrics. I have three or four of Paddy Robert's records and yes there is Love Ain't what it used to be, The Pretty Little Milkmaid, When I was a Wolf Cub and You Were a Brownie, Don't Upset the Little Kiddiwimks and many others.

Great Fun - where are today's amusing songs?

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: L'Anglais avec Son Sang Froid (P Roberts)
From: Gurney
Date: 13 Aug 17 - 04:47 PM

I have the song on a LP 'Paddy Roberts tries again.'

He was a South African, I understand, although you would never guess from his accent. A teasing sense of humour.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: L'Anglais avec Son Sang Froid (P Roberts)
From: Mrrzy
Date: 13 Aug 17 - 11:52 PM

I had a book called fractured french that has things like Voici l'Anglais avec song sang-froid habituel = Here comes the Englishman with his usual bloody cold. Also, J'y suis et j'y reste = I'm Swiss and I'm spending the night.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: L'Anglais avec Son Sang Froid (P Roberts)
From: Thompson
Date: 16 Aug 17 - 03:29 AM

Chateaubriand, your hat is on fire, what???

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: L'Anglais avec Son Sang Froid (P Roberts)
From: Tattie Bogle
Date: 18 Aug 17 - 04:13 AM

Misheard lyrics maybe: chapeau brulant - hat burning?

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: L'Anglais avec Son Sang Froid (P Roberts)
From: GUEST
Date: 09 Feb 18 - 04:48 PM

Please - There once was a pretty little milk maid, all pink and plump and choice, now sad to tell, she looks like hell in the back of a big rolls royce.   They dress her up in satin and girdle her fat in in, but she'd rather have her fat in some brown corduroy.   She's drenched in most expensive perfume, a smell she can't endure, she says longs for the wholesome pong of really rich manure...