We're public guardians, bold but wary,
And of ourselves, we take good care,
To risk our precious lives, we're chary,
When danger looms, we're never there
But when we meet some helpless woman,
Or little boys that do no harm

Chorus:
We run them in, We run them in,
We run them in, We run them in,
We show them, we're the bold gendarmes,
We run them in, We run them in,
We run them in, We run them in,
We show them, we're the bold gendarmes!

Sometimes our duty's extra mural,
And butterflies we love to chase
We like to gambol in things rural,
Commune with nature, face to face,
But to our beats then back returning,
Refreshed by nature's holy charms,
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If gentlemen will make a riot
And punch each other's heads at night
We're quite disposed to keep it quiet,
Provided that they make it right,
But if they do not see it
And give us our proper terms,
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