Lyrics by George Grossmith, Junr. and Leslie Mayne
[Chorus:]
So come to France,
When you've the chance;
You'll feel so gay when you are landing.
Each girl you meet
You'll find so sweet,
There is a cordial understanding.
I'm fond of any blonde,
If any blonde be fond of me;
I'll let a sweet brunette
Come walking in my company;
I'll smile a little while
At any shade of maid you bring;
I'll kiss that one or this--
I'm not capricious in the Spring.