Vone Of De Finesd - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
VONE OF DE FINESD. Written and Sung by Gus Williams. 
Oh, yes, I am vone of de finesd, De finesd bolice ever known, Vid uniform brilliantly shining, I'm proud as a king on a throne; De ladies all call me dere darling, As I see dem safe 'cross Broadvay, Vile sdroliing my bead, drough de guy busy sdreet, De beople admiringly say: 
Chorus. He's vone of de finesd, vone of de finesd, Guarding our safedy und peace; Brave and courageous, never oudrageous, Vone of de finesd bolice. 
De flies never bite me in summer, Because dey are too much afraid: I use my night sdick like a drummer Dot leads a big torchlight barade; My family is very domesdic, I'm sure dot dey never go oud; Ven I come home to end, afder roaming my bead, My vife she is sure for to shoud:- Chorus. 
Ven called on I'm alvays found ready, I'm in for brotection und peace. Dough some, I'll admid, are not sdeady, But I'm not dot kind of bolice; I flird vid de gals ven on duty. Gallivanting vid dem I don't shun: So gendle I am, as a dear liddle lamb, Und dis is de title I've you:- Chorus.