Introduction to song U.S. Grant paid a visit to my home town They spruced it up with a lick of paint and they showed him round Two bands played in fierce competition as the rain fell down And the General said What a mighty long bridge to such a mighty little old town A man called Walf hung from a window with the Stars and Stripes The orphan boys sang Alouette, sweetness and light And as they sang, the firebell rang, and they ran for their lives What well-trained little orphans, and a precious little song Said the General's wife A carriage was called to the Magdalen Green before the darkness fell With a short stopover for the lady's convenience at the Royal Hotel The General frowned through the last of the speeches Though he took it well Not a pretty little bandstand or a lovely little steeple Or charming little houses, or cheerful little people But what a mighty long bridge to such a mighty little old town When U.S. Grant paid a visit to my home town They spruced it up with a lick of paint and they showed him round Two bands played in fierce competition as the rain fell down Not a pretty little bandstand or a lovely little steeple Or charming little houses, or cheerful little people But what a mighty long bridge to such a mighty little old town