Re: Lyrics to song -Abdul Abul Bul Amir

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Posted by Dvaid Bolton on February 06, 2009 at 09:00:01:

In Reply to: Re: Lyrics to song -Abdul Abul Bul Amir posted by duncan on March 23, 2006 at 07:21:23:

: Ok everyone.. don't know what search engine your using, but google does provide it via a different spelling. If you use our spell, the misspelled link provides the lyrics.

: The sons of the prophet were hardy and bold,
: And quite unaccustomed to fear,
: But the bravest of these was a man, I am told
: Named Abdul Abulbul Amir.

: This son of the desert, in battle aroused,
: Could spit twenty men on his spear.
: A terrible creature, both sober and soused
: Was Abdul Abulbul Amir.

: When they needed a man to encourage the van,
: Or to harass the foe from the rear,
: Or to storm a redoubt, they had only to shout
: For Abdul Abulbul Amir.

: There are heroes aplenty and men known to fame
: In the troops that were led by the Czar;
: But the bravest of these was a man by the name
: Of Ivan Skavinsky Skivar.

: He could imitate Irving, play Euchre and pool
: And perform on the Spanish Guitar.
: In fact, quite the cream of the Muscovite team
: Was Ivan Skavinsky Skivar.

: The ladies all loved him, his rivals were few;
: He could drink them all under the bar.
: As gallant or tank, there was no one to rank
: With Ivan Skavinsky Skivar.

: One day this bold Russian had shouldered his gun
: And donned his most truculent sneer
: Downtown he did go, where he trod on the toe
: Of Abdul Abulbul Amir

: "Young man," quoth Bulbul, "has life grown so dull,
: That you're anxious to end your career?
: Vile infidel! Know, you have trod on the toe
: Of Abdul Abulbul Amir."

: "So take your last look at the sunshine and brook
: And send your regrets to the Czar;
: By this I imply you are going to die,
: Mr. Ivan Skavinsky Skivar."

: Quoth Ivan, "My friend, your remarks, in the end,
: Will avail you but little, I fear,
: For you ne'er will survive to repeat them alive,
: Mr. Abdul Abulbul Amir!"

: Then this bold mameluke drew his trusty chibouque
: With a cry of "Allah Akbar!"
: And with murderous intent, he ferociously went
: For Ivan Skavinsky Skivar.

: They parried and thrust and they side-stepped and cussed
: 'Till their blood would have filled a great pot.
: The philologist blokes, who seldom crack jokes,
: Say that hash was first made on that spot.

: They fought all that night, 'neath the pale yellow moon;
: The din, it was heard from afar;
: And great multitudes came, so great was the fame
: of Abdul and Ivan Skivar.

: As Abdul's long knife was extracting the life -
: In fact, he was shouting "Huzzah!" - -
: He felt himself struck by that wily Kalmuck,
: Count Ivan Skavinsky Skivar.

: The sultan drove by in his red-breasted fly,
: Expecting the victor to cheer;
: But he only drew nigh to hear the last sigh
: Of Abdul Abulbul Amir.

: Czar Petrovich, too, in his spectacles blue
: Rode up in his new crested car.
: He arrived just in time to exchange a last line
: With Ivan Skavinsky Skivar.

: A loud-sounding splash from the Danube was heard
: Resounding o'er meadows afar;
: It came from the sack fitting close to the back
: Of Ivan Skavinsky Skovar.

: There's a tomb rises up where the blue Danube flows;
: Engraved there in characters clear;
: "Ah stranger, when passing, please pray for the soul
: Of Abdul Abulbul Amir."

: A Muscovite maiden her lone vigil keeps,
: 'Neath the light of the pale polar star;
: And the name that she murmurs as oft as she weeps
: Is Ivan Skavinsky Skivar.


Who is the Irving he imitates?

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