Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bon Vivant , by - Bing Crosby. Song from the album The Complete United Artist Sessions, in the genre Release date: 14.09.1997
Record label: Parlophone
Song language: English
Bon Vivant |
| I had a dear old guardian |
| And he had ways Edwardian |
| A tea every day, if he burped he would say |
| Oh I beg your pardion to me |
| Now I’ve obtained seniority |
| And come to my majority |
| I’ve traveled far |
| Tasted snails, caviar |
| So with some authority I say |
| If you want a Bon Vivant to brighten up the scene |
| Or a jolly extra man to give the party sheen |
| Strolling on the Parthenon, or bowling on the green |
| I play mandolin 'n tambourine |
| Will travel |
| If you want a Bon Vivant who only aims to please |
| Punting on the Hellesponts for at my lady’s tease |
| Tickling her fancies |
| And her risibilities |
| Just drop a note to me |
| My services are free |
| For I’m the Bon Vivant you want |
| All around the ante room |
| The butler chased the maid |
| Out the door and down the path |
| And through the leafy glade |
| Using my binoculars, I followed the parade |
| While the soup was getting cold |
| He still perused her |
| Though his eel persistent, still his efforts went for not |
| She opened up an early leave |
| And never would be caught |
| When the race was over, and seeing her distraught |
| I took her in my arms |
| Allaying her alarms |
| Saying I’m the Bon vivant you want |
| Now for the life men dream about |
| Days that a king might scheme about |
| Once I have got my palatial yacht |
| I shall slowly steam about the brine |
| Fie on the word 'economy' |
| I’ll live a life of bonhomie |
| Sail into port for a life pour le sport |
| Full of rare gastronomy and wine |
| Visiting my auntie boo in tiny liechtenstein |
| Strolling through ze meadowlands amongst ze lowing kine |
| Flirting mit ze milking maid mit cheeks of apple shine |
| Strolling up the timber line und sheeing |
| Dueling the Hapsburgs ah ze carefree days zey vere |
| Yust before the chancellor positioned up ze Ruhr |
| Drinking beer at Heidelberg and holding hands with her |
| My consort is the maid, who made the butler fade |
| So if you need a pair for your piét de tierre |
| Just drop a note to me and for a modest fee |
| I’ll be the bon vivant you want |