Back here after a long absence (too long!)but saw this thread and it jogged old memories. Used to sing S-A-V-E-D as a spoof of the Sally Ann (Salvation Army) and of prohibition times -- though I was born in 1930 so I missed most of those years and was too young to worry about the ones I lived through. Mostly, we sang this in the 1950s and 60s. Our version was similar to some posted to this thread:

S-A-V-E-D

There was a man in our town, I think his name was Lem.
He prayed for prohibition but he voted R-U-M.
He helped to put the poison in his neighbor's C-U-P
And now he laughs at us because we're S-A-V-E-D.

CHO: Oh, G-L-O-R-Y we are S-A-V-E-D.
    H-A-P-P-Y to be F-R-double E.
    Oh V-I-C-T-O-R-Y from the bonds of S-I-N,
    Glory, glory, hallelujah, tra-la-la, Amen.

Some people go on weekdays to D-A-N-C-E.
They go to church on Sundays to show their H-A-T.
Some people dab their faces up with P-A-I-N-T
And then they laugh at us because we're S-A-V-E-D.

I stand here on the corner with my D-R-U-M, drum.
It brings to us the sinner and the B-U-M, bum, bum.
They come to us from hovel and from D-I-T-C-H
And we march on to vict'ry without H-I-T-C-H.


We used to have great fun singing it in a very serious tone and then suddenly switching to a falsetto for the "tra-la-la".

That song reminded me of another spoof of the Sally Ann. We usually sang both of these songs in the same set, one after the other.

AWAY WITH RUM

We're coming, we're coming, our brave little band.
On the right side of temp'rance we now take our stand.
We don't use tobacco because we do think
That people who use it are likely to drink.

CHO: Away, away with rum, by gum; with rum, by gum; with rum, by gum.
    Away, away with rum, by gum;
    That's the song of the Salvation Army.

We never eat fruitcake because it has rum
And one little slice puts a man on the bum.
Oh, can you imagine a sorrier sight
Than a man eating fruitcake until he is tight?

We never eat cookies because they have yeast
And one little bite turns a man to a beast.
Oh, can you imagine a sadder disgrace
Than a man in the gutter with crumbs on his face?

We never eat apples because they ferment
And the nectar of the apple the Devil has sent.
And can you imagine the insidious fruit
Causing innocent youngsters to go on a toot?

We never touch products containing vanilla
It's 70 proof, turns a man to a gorilla.
And can you imagine anything more chilling to the bone
Than a child getting pickled on an ice cream cone?

(The last verse doesn't scan well and requires running some words together very fast -- which makes it all the funnier when sung.) Of course in both songs the chorus is repeated after each verse.

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