Now in Injia’s sunny clime, Where I used to spend my time A’serving’ of ‘Er Majesty the Queen, Of all them black faced crew The finest man I knew Was our regimental bhisti, Gunga Din, He was ‘Din!Din!Din! ‘You limpin’ lump o’ brick-dust, Gunga Din! ‘Hi Slippy hitherao! ‘Water get it, Panee lao, ‘You sqiddgy nosed old idol, Gunga Din.’ ... It was ‘Din!Din!Din! ‘You ‘eathen, where the mischief ‘ave you been?