A British Tar - Act I Gilbert and Sullivan

[Verse 1: Ralph, Boatswain and Carpenter together]
A British tar is a soaring soul,
As free as a mountain bird,
His energetic fist should be ready to resist
A dictatorial word.

[Chorus]
(Ralph, Boatswain and Carpenter singing a round)
His nose should pant,
And his lip should curl,
His cheeks should flame,
And his brow should furl,
His bosom should heave,
And his heart should glow,
And his fist be ever ready for a knock-down blow.

(Ralph, Boatswain and Carpenter together, much faster now)
His nose should pant,
And his lip should curl,
His cheeks should flame,
And his brow should furl,
His bosom should heave,
And his heart should glow,
And his fist be ever ready for a knock-down blow.

[Verse 2: Ralph, Boatswain and Carpenter together]
His eyes should flash with an inborn fire,
His brow with scorn be wrung;
He never should bow down
to a domineering frown,
Or the tang of a tyrant tongue.