My Father Was a Fireman

	The first stanza is declaimed, rather than sung, in exaggerated parlando fashion.  The second is sung.

Oh, for the life of a fireman,
To ride on a fire engine red,
To say to a team of white horses,
"Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead."

My father was a fireman.
He puts out fires.
My brother is a fireman.
He puts out fires.
My sister Sal is a fireman's gal.
She puts out too.

This was sung by retired Air Force officer Wally Fey for Bill Getz of Redwood City.  The tape was furnished by Getz.