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- 1 - Feel free to share photos or videos of tonight’s sing-a-long on social media using the hashtag #cockneysingalong You can follow Carradine’s Cockney Sing-a-long on the following social media channels: Facebook: /cockneysingalong Twitter: @tomcarradine Instagram: @tomcarradine - 2 - OPENING MEDLEY Fortune's always hiding, I've looked ev'rywhere, Anytime you're Lambeth way, I'm forever blowing bubbles, Any evening, any day, Pretty bubbles in the air. You'll find us all doin' the Lambeth Walk. - o - Ev'ry little Lambeth gal With her little Lambeth pal, Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer You'll find 'em all doin' the do! Lambeth Walk. I'm half crazy, all for the love of you! Ev'rything free and easy, It won't be a stylish marriage, Do as you darn well pleasey, I can't afford a carriage, Why don't you make your way there, But you'll look sweet upon the Go there, stay there. seat Once you get down Lambeth way, Of a bicycle made for two! Ev'ry evening, ev'ry day, - o - You'll find us all doin' the Lambeth Walk. Let's all go down the Strand ('ave a banana) - o - Let's all go down the Strand. Come, come, come and make eyes at I'll be leader, you can march me behind, Down at the old Bull and Bush. Come with me and see what we can (Dah dah dah dah dah) find. Come, come, drink some port wine Let's all go down the Strand with me ('ave a banana) Down at the old Bull and Bush. Oh, what a happy band. Hear the little German band That's the place for fun and noise (Dah de dah de dah dah dah) All among the girls and boys, Just let me hold your hand, dear. So let's all go down the Strand. Do, do, come and have a drink or - o - two Down at the old Bull and Bush. Maybe it's because I'm a Londoner (Bush bush!) That I love London so, Maybe it's because I'm a Londoner - o - That I think of her wherever I go. I'm forever blowing bubbles, I get a funny feeling inside of me Pretty bubbles in the air. Just walking up and down, They fly so high, nearly reach Maybe it's because I'm a Londoner the sky, That I love London Town. Then like my dreams they fade and die. - 3 - FLANAGAN AND ALLEN MEDLEY Happy when the daylight comes creeping Toodle-luma-luma, toodle-luma- Heralding the dawn. luma, toodle-eye-ay Any umbrellas, any umbrellas to Sleeping when it's raining fix today? And sleeping when it's fine. Bring your parasol, it may be I hear the trains rattling by small, it may be big; above. He repairs it all with what you Pavement is our pillow no matter call a “thing-um-a-jig.” where we stray. Underneath the arches we dream Pitter patter patter, pitter patter our dreams away. patter, It looks like rain. - o - Let it pitter patter, let it pitter patter, Strollin', just strollin', Don’t mind the rain. In the cool of the evening air, He’ll mend your umbrella then go I don't envy the rich in their on his way, automobiles, Singin’ “Toodle-luma-luma- For a motor car is phoney, toodle-ay, I'd rather have shanks's pony Toodle-luma-luma-toodle-ay, When I'm strollin', just strollin', Any umbrellas to fix today?” With the light of the moon above, Ev'ry night I go out strollin', - o - And I know my luck is rollin', When I'm strollin', with the one ... Shine on, shine on harvest moon I ... love! up in the sky, I ain't had no lovin' since January, February, June or July. I'm Henery the Eighth, I am! Snow time ain't no time to stay Henery the Eighth I am! I am! outdoors and spoon, I got married to the widow next So shine on, shine on harvest door, moon, for me and my gal. She's been married seven times before. - o - Ev'ry one was an Henery, She wouldn't have a Willie or a Underneath the arches Sam. We dream our dreams away. I'm her Eighth old man named Underneath the arches Henery, On cobblestone we lay. I'm Henery the Eighth, I am! Ev'ry night you'll find us Tired out and worn. - 4 - OLD TIME LOVE MEDLEY Because she says so; She is my Lily of Laguna, I’ve been worried all day long, She is my Lily and my Rose. Don’t know if I’m right or wrong, I can’t help just what I say - o - Your love makes me speak this Oh! You beautiful doll, way, You great big beautiful doll. Why, oh, why should I feel blue? Let me put my arms about you Once I used to laugh at you, I could never live without you, But now I’m crying, no use denying, Oh! You beautiful doll, There’s no one else but you will You great big beautiful doll. do. If you ever leave me how my heart will ache, You made me love you I want to hug you, but I fear you'd I didn't wanna do it, break. I didn't wanna do it, Oh, oh, oh, oh, You made me want you, Oh, you beautiful doll. And all the time I knew, I guess I always knew it, - o - You made me happy sometimes You made me glad. Sometimes when I feel bad and But there were times dear, things look blue You made me feel so bad. I wish I had a girl, say one like you. You made me sigh for, Someone within my heart to build I didn't wanna tell you, her throne I didn't wanna tell you. Someone who'd never part, to call I want some love that's true, my own. Yes I do, 'deed I do, you know I do. Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, what I If you were the only girl in the cry for, world and I were the only boy, You know you got the brand of Nothing else would matter in the kisses that I'd die for, world today, You know you made me love you. We could go on loving in the same old way. - o - A Garden of Eden just made for two with nothing to mar our joy. She's my lady love, she is my dove, I would say such wonderful my baby love, things to you, She's no gal for sittin' down to There would be such wonderful dream, things to do, She's the only queen Laguna If you were the only girl in the knows; world and I were the only boy. I know she likes me, I know she likes me - 5 - MY OLD MAN’S A DUSTMAN Oh, my old man's a dustman He wears a dustman's hat Now here's a little story He wears cor-blimey trousers To tell it is a must And he lives in a council flat About an unsung hero That moves away your dust Now one day whilst in a hurry Some people make a fortune He missed a lady's bin Others earn a mint He hadn't gone but a few yards My old man don't earn much When she chased after him In fact he's flippin' skint "What game do you think you're playing?" Oh, my old man's a dustman She cried right from the 'eart He wears a dustman's hat "You've missed me, am I too late?" He wears cor-blimey trousers "No, jump up on the cart!" And he lives in a council flat He looks a proper nana Oh, my old man's a dustman In his great big hobnail boots He wears a dustman's hat He's got such a job to pull them up He wears cor-blimey trousers That he calls 'em daisy roots And he lives in a council flat Some folks give tips at Christmas He found a tiger's head one day And some of them forget Nailed to a piece of wood So when he picks their bins up The tiger looked like miserable He spills some on the step But I suppose he should Now one old man got nasty Just then from out a window And to the council wrote A voice began to wail Next time my old man went 'round It said "Oi! Where's me tiger's there head?" He punched him up the throat "Four foot from his tail." Oh, my old man's a dustman Oh, my old man's a dustman He wears a dustman's hat He wears a dustman's hat He wears cor-blimey trousers He wears cor-blimey trousers And he lives in a council flat And he lives in a council flat Though my old man's a dustman Next time you see a dustman He's got an 'eart of gold Looking all pale and sad He got married recently Don't kick him in the dustbin Though he's eighty-six years old It might be my old dad! We said "'Ere, hang on, Dad You're getting past your prime" He said "Well, when you get to my age It helps to pass the time." - 6 - WARTIME MEDLEY We all love you, Sergeant Major, When we hear you bawling, "Show a I'm gonna get lit up when the leg!" lights go up in London,Don't forget to wake me in the I'm gonna get lit up as I've never morning, been before.And bring me 'round a nice hot cup You will find me on the tiles of tea.