"Why not?" Robert asked, allowing himself to be pulled up. "I have a very nice singing voice. People in church always tell me so when we've got hymns. Do you just not like Yankee Doodle? The Coachman's Whip is just as good."
And much racier. Robert kept on singing: "I once took a job as a coachman My money was paid in advance I then took a trip down to London From there I crossed over to France There I met a charming young lady Who 'dressed me and said with a smile "Young man, I'm in need of a coachman To drive me in old fashioned style"
Oh she was such a charming young lady All in the height of her bloom And I being a dashing young coachman I drove her ten times 'round the room!"