When Sara Was Boy Blue

(Tune: When Jones' Ale Was New)

There were three jovial fellows
Came over the hill together.
Came over the hill together
To make up a jovial crew.
And they ordered their shots of estrogen
And ordered the same yet once again
To help them to be more like Mary,
To help them to be more like Mary,
When Sarah was Boy Blue, me boys,
When Sarah was Boy Blue.

And the first of them was a tinker,
And ashamed of his wee small plinker.
He was a jolly beer drinker
Among this jovial crew.
And he called for a pint of the very best ale
And swore he would learn how to give out his tail.
To give it out right merrily,
He swore he'd never fail
When Sarah was Boy Blue, me boys
When Sarah was Boy Blue.

And they ordered those rare injections
To help them lose their ereck-aye-shuns,
To help them lose their ereck-aye-shuns,
And become a passive crew!
They hardened their spirits and softened their chests
They swore of all women they would be best
They vowed of all women to soon be the best!
When Sarah was Boy Blue, me boys
When Sarah was Boy Blue.

And the next to come in was a soldier
With his business slung over his shoulder,
He said 'twas too skinny,
So he wanted an "inny",
Though it was   handsome, too.
He swore he'd spend a thousand pound,
Yo make his topside soft and round.
Then he jolly well drank their healths all 'round
When Sarah was Boy Blue, me boys
When Sarah was Boy Blue.


And the next to come in was a dyer
Who felt all consumed by a fire,
'A most female desire
To serve the jovial crew.
And the landlady told him straight to his face
He could get the parts but never the grace,
And he'd have to learn to use his face!
When Sarah was Boy Blue, me boys
When Sarah was Boy Blue.

And the next to come in was a mason.
Whose drives needed replacin''.
'Twas lads he felt like chasin'
Among the jovial crew.
So he threw his old hammer against the wall,
And swore he was tired of carrying ballsl,
And they vowed they'd turn into lasses all!
When Sarah was Boy Blue, me boys
When Sarah was Boy Blue.

Now the mason'd been driven quite barmy
From sodomy back in the Army
And he'd gotten silicon aloft
Which made him feel quite blue
So he threw his hammer at the cops
(Took five good rounds to make him stop!)
And they buried back of the Candy Shop.
When Sarah was Boy Blue, me boys
When Sarah was Boy Blue.

So now these gents have made the leap
And all have shapes they mean to keep
And private places warm and deep
They make the gentry whirl!
They giggle and chatter and bat their eyes
And none of the young men ever gets wise,
To the men behind those gentle lies!
Now Sarah is a girl, me boys!
Now Sarah is a girl!!