Police Parade - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
POLICE PARADE. Copyright, 1893, by Louis Berge. Words and Music by J. D. McCarthy. 
I have for years been wearing now this uniform of blue, And is it not an honor, to a policeman brave and true? We're ev'ry place that duty calls, at night as well as day, And when we're on parade each year, you hear the people say: 
Refrain. Dressed so neatly, marching stately, our police make a grand display, Captivating, fascinating, as we march, yes, march up Broadway. 
Fair or stormy weather, you are always sure to meet A member of "The Finest" on some corner of his heat; We're always found on duty, all the seasons of the year, And on the day of our parade this sweet refrain you hear:-Refrain. 
We are always censured when we treat a pris'ner rough, It's only when resisted by a drunkard or a tough. We always act with judgment, and your approbation claim; It makes a "copper" happy when he hears the girls exclaim:- Refrain.