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- 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. You will find me wreathed in Kiss me goodnight, Sergeant Major smiles. Sergeant Major, be a mother to me. I'm gonna get so lit up I'll be visible for miles. - o - The city will sit up when the lights go up in London. We're going to hang out the We'll all be lit up as the Strand washing on the Siegfried Line, was only more, much more. Have you any dirty washing, And before the plot is played out mother dear. They will fetch the Fire Brigade We're going to hang out the out washing on the Siegfried Line, To the lit-test up-est scene you ‘Cos the washing day is here. ever saw. Whether the weather may be wet or - o - fine We'll just rub along without a Bless 'em all! Bless 'em all! care. The long and the short and the We're going to hang out the tall; washing on the Siegfried Line, Bless all the sergeants and If the Siegfried Line's still there. double-u-o-ones, Bless all those Corporals and - o - their blinkin' sons, Cos' we're saying goodbye to 'em Run, rabbit, run, rabbit, all. run, run, run. (x2) And back to their billets they Bang, bang, bang, bang, crawl, goes the farmer's gun, You'll get no promotion this side Run, rabbit, run, rabbit, of the ocean, run, run, run. So cheer up, my lads bless 'em all. Nobody knows what a twerp you’ve Run, rabbit, run, rabbit, been, run, run, run, So cheer up, my lads, bless ‘em all! Don't give the farmer his fun, fun, fun. - o - He'll get by without his rabbit pie. Kiss me goodnight, Sergeant Major, So, run, rabbit, run, rabbit, Tuck me in my little wooden bed. run, run, run.

- 7 - - o - You leave the Pennsylvania Station 'bout a quarter to four, Sing as we go and let the world Read a magazine and then you're go by. in Baltimore, Singing a song, we march along Dinner in the diner the highway. Nothing could be finer Say goodbye to sorrow, Than to have your ham n' eggs in There's always tomorrow to think Carolina. of today. When you hear the whistle blowin' Sing as we go, although the skies eight to the bar are grey. Then you know that Tennessee is Beggar or king, you've got to sing not very far, a gay tune. Shovel all the coal in, A song and a smile make it right Gotta keep it rollin' worthwhile Woo, woo, Chattanooga there you So sing ... as we go along are

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Over there, over there, Don't sit under the apple tree Send the word, send the word over with anyone else but me, there Anyone else but me, anyone else That the Yanks are coming, but me, NO NO NO! The Yanks are coming Don't sit under the apple tree The drums rum-tumming everywhere. with anyone else but me So prepare, say a prayer, Till I come marching home. Send the word, send the word to beware - Don't go walking down lovers' lane We'll be over, we're coming over, with anyone else but me, And we won't come back till it's Anyone else but me, anyone else over, over there. but me, NO NO NO! Don't go walking down lovers' lane - o - with anyone else but me Till I come marching home. Pardon me, boy, is that the Chattanooga choo choo? I just got word from a guy who Track twenty-nine, boy, you can heard from the guy next door gimme a shine to me, I can afford to board a That a girl he met just loves to Chattanooga choo choo pet, I've got my fare and just a trifle And it fits you to a "T". to spare So don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me Till I come marching home.

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London Pride has been handed Mairzy doats and dozy doats down to us. And liddle lamzy divey London Pride is a flower that's A kiddley divey too, free. Wouldn't you? (x2) London Pride means our own dear town to us. If the words sound queer and And our pride it forever will be. funny to your ear, Woa Liza, see the coster barrows, A little bit jumbled and jivey, Vegetable marrows and the fruit Sing "Mares eat oats and does eat piled high. oats Woa Liza, little London sparrows, And little lambs eat ivy. " Covent Garden Market where the costers cry. Oh, mairzy doats and dozy doats Cockney feet mark the beat of And liddle lamzy divey history. A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you? Ev'ry street pins a memory down. A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you? Nothing ever can quite replace The grace of London Town. - o -

- o - It's a long way to Tipperary, It's a long way to go. Praise the Lord and pass the It's a long way to Tipperary, ammunition (x3) To the sweetest girl I know! And we'll all stay free! Goodbye Piccadilly, Praise the Lord and swing into Farewell, Leicester Square, position, It's a long, long way to Tipperary, Can't afford to be a politician, But my heart's right there! Praise the Lord, we're all between perdition - o - And the deep blue sea! Pack up your troubles in your old Yes, the sky pilot said it; You’ve kit bag gotta give him credit And smile, smile, smile. For a son-of-a-gun of a gunner While you've a lucifer to light was he. your fag. Shouting Praise the Lord, we're on Smile, boys, that's the style. a mighty mission! What's the use of worrying? All aboard, we’re not a-goin' It never was worthwhile. fishin' So, pack up your troubles in your Praise the Lord and pass the old kit bag ammunition And smile, smile, smile. And we'll all stay free

- 9 - - o - There'll be love and laughter, and peace ever after, Wish me luck, as you wave me Tomorrow, when the world is free. goodbye The shepherd will tend his sheep, Cheerio, here I go on my way. The valley will bloom again, Wish me luck, as you wave me And Jimmy will go to sleep in his goodbye own little room again. With a cheer, not a tear, make it There'll be bluebirds over the gay. white cliffs of Dover, Give me a smile, I can keep all the Tomorrow, just you wait and see. while, In my heart while I'm away. - o - Till we meet once again you and I, Wish me luck, as you wave me Land of hope and glory, mother of goodbye. the free, How shall we extol thee, who are - o - born of thee? Wider still and wider shall thy There'll always be an England bounds be set; While there's a country lane. God, who made thee mighty, make Wherever there's a cottage small thee mightier yet, beside a field of grain. God, who made thee might, make There'll always be an England thee mightier yet. While there's a busy street; Wherever there's a turning wheel, - o - a million marching feet. We'll meet again don't know where, Red, white and blue, don't know when, What does it mean to you? But I know we'll meet again some Surely you're proud, sunny day. Shout it aloud, Britons awake, Keep smilin' through just like you The Empire too, we can depend on always do, you, Till the blue skies drive the dark Freedom remains, these are the clouds far away. chains, nothing can break, So will you please say hello to There'll always be an England the folks that I know, And England shall be free, Tell them I won't be long. If England means as much to you They'll be happy to know that as As England means to me. you saw me go I was singing this song. - o - We'll meet again don't know where, don't know when, There'll be bluebirds over the But I know we'll meet again some white cliffs of Dover, sunny day. Tomorrow, just you wait and see.

- 10 - SUNSHINE MEDLEY - o -

You are my sunshine, Bring me sunshine in your smile, My only sunshine, Bring me laughter all the while, You make me happy, In this world where we live there When skies are grey. should be more happiness, You'll never know dear, So much joy you can give to each How much I love you, brand new bright tomorrow, Please don't take my sunshine away. Make me happy through the years. Never bring me any tears, The other night dear Let your arms be as warm as the As I lay dreaming, sun from up above, I dreamt that you were by my side. Bring me fun, bring me sunshine, Came disillusion when I awoke bring me love! dear, You were gone and then I cried. Bring me sunshine in your eyes, Bring me rainbows from the skies. [REPEAT CHORUS] Life’s too short to be spent having anything but fun. You told me once dear there’d be We can be so content, if we gather no other, little sunbeams. And no one else could come between, Be light-hearted all day long. But now you’ve left me to love Keep me singing happy songs. another, Let your arms be as warm as the You have broken all my dreams. sun from up above, Bring me fun, bring me sunshine, [REPEAT CHORUS] bring me love, sweet love. Bring me fun, bring me sunshine, - o - bring me love! When you're smilin’, Bring me fun, bring me sunshine, When you're smilin’ bring me love! The whole world smiles with you. When you're laughin', When you're laughin' The sun comes shinin' through. Two lovely black eyes, But when you're cryin', you bring Oh, what a surprise on the rain Only for telling a man he was So stop your sighin', be happy wrong: again. Two lovely black eyes. Keep on smilin', 'cause when you're smilin' The whole world smiles with you - 11 - BEATLES MEDLEY Desmond had a barrow in the market place, What would you do if I sang out Molly is the singer in a band. of tune, Desmond says to Molly, girl I like Would you stand up and walk out your face on me? And Molly says this as she takes Lend me your ears and I’ll sing him by the hand. you a song And I’ll try not to sing out of Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on bra. key. La la how the life goes on. (x2)

Oh, I get by with a little help - o - from my friends, Mm, I get high with a little help Well, shake it up, baby, now from my friends. (Shake it up, baby) Mm, I’m gonna try with a little Twist and shout help from my friends. (Twist and shout) C'mon c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, baby, now Do you need anybody? (Come on baby) I need somebody to love. Come on and work it on out Could it be anybody? (Work it on out) I need somebody to love. Well, work it on out, - o - (Work it on out) You know you look so good It’s been a hard day’s night (Look so good) And I’ve been working like a dog. You know you got me goin', now It’s been a hard day’s night, (Got me goin') I should be sleeping like a log. Just like I knew you would But when I get home to you (Like I knew you would) I find the things that you do Will make me feel alright. Ahh .... ahh ... ahh ... ahh ... - o - - o - Oh yeah, I’ll tell you something Help! I need somebody. I think you’ll understand, Help! Not just anybody. Then I’ll say that something Help! You know I need someone. I wanna hold your hand. Help! I wanna hold your hand, I wanna hold your hand. When I was younger, so much younger than today, - o - I never needed anybody’s help in any way.

- 12 - But now these days are gone I’m Why she had to go I don’t know, not so self assured, she wouldn’t say. Now I find I’ve changes my mind I said something wrong, now I long I’ve opened up the doors. for yesterday. Yesterday, love was such an easy Help me if you can, I’m feeling game to play, down, Now I need a place to hide away. And I do appreciate you being Oh I believe in yesterday. round. Help me get my feet back on the - o - ground. Won’t you please, please help me. Hey Jude, don’t make it bad, Take a sad song and make it - o - better. Remember to let her into your When I find myself in times of heart, trouble Then you can start to make it Mother Mary comes to me, better. Speaking words of wisdom, Let it be. Hey Jude, don’t be afraid, And in my hour of darkness You were made to go out and get She is standing right in front of her. me The minute you let her under your Speaking words of wisdom, let it skin, be. Then you begin to make it better.

Let it be, let it be, Da da da da da da da Let it be, let it be, Da da da da ... Hey Jude! (x2) Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

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Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far way, Wheezy Anna, Wheezy Anna, Now it looks as though they’re Down where the watermelons grow here to stay. Wheezy Anna, Wheezy Anna, Oh, I believe in yesterday. She’s the grandest girl I know. Suddenly I’m not have the man I used to be, There’s a shadow hanging over me. Oh yesterday came suddenly.

- 13 - MY OLD MAN (SAID FOLLOW THE VAN) I was cross about the loss Same as any other human woman We had to move away, would ‘Cos the rent we couldn't pay But I soon got over that, what The moving van came round just with ‘two-out' and a chat after dark ‘Cos its little things like that There was me and my old man what does you good. Shoving things inside the van Which we'd often done before let [REPEAT CHORUS] me remark We packed all that could be Now who's going to put up the old packed iron bedstead? In the van, and that's a fact If I ain't find my way home. And we got inside all we could get inside Oh I'm in such a mess Then we packed all we could pack I don't know the new address On the tail board at the back Don't even know the blessed Till there wasn't any room for me neighborhood to ride. And I feel as if I might Have to stay out all the night My old man said follow the van And it ain't a going to do me any And don't dilly-dally on the way good Off went the cart with the home I don't make no complaints packed in it But I'm coming over faint I walked behind with me old cock What I want now is a good linnet substantial feed But I dillied and I dallied And I sort o' kind o' feel And I dallied and I dillied If I don't soon have a meal Lost the van and don't know where I shall have to rob the linnet of to roam its seed.

I stopped on the way to have the [REPEAT CHORUS] odd half quartern And I can't find my way home. You can't trust the specials like the old time coppers I gave a helping hand When you can't find your way home. With the marble wash-hand stand (Who’s going my way!) And straight we wasn't getting on Can’t find your way home! so bad All at once the carman bloke [REPEAT CHORUS] Had an accident and broke Well, the nicest piece of china that we had You'll understand of course

- 14 - FOOTBALL ANTHEMS MEDLEY Oh when the Saints go marching in Oh when the Saints go marching in I'm forever blowing bubbles, O Lord, I want to be in that Pretty bubbles in the air. number They fly so high, nearly reach When the Saints go marching in the sky, Then like my dreams they fade Oh when the band begins to play and die. Oh when the band begins to play Fortune's always hiding, O Lord, I want to be in that I've looked ev'rywhere, number I'm forever blowing bubbles, When the band begins to play Pretty bubbles in the air. - o - - o - When I was just a little girl I see trees of green, red roses too. I asked my mother, "What will I be? I see them bloom, for me and you. Will I be pretty, will I be rich?" And I think to myself, Here's what she said to me: What a wonderful world. "Que Sera, Sera, I see skies of blue, snd clouds of Whatever will be, will be white. The future's not ours to see The bright blessed day, the dark Que Sera, Sera sacred night. What will be, will be" And I think to myself, What a wonderful world. - o -

The colors of the rainbow, so I saw the light on the night that pretty in the sky. I passed by her window Are also on the faces of people I saw the flickering shadows of going by, love on her blind I see friends shaking hands. She was my woman saying, "How do you do?" As she deceived me I watched and They're really saying, "I love went out of my mind you". My my my Delilah I hear babies cry, I watch them Why why why Delilah grow, So before they come to break down They'll learn much more, than I'll the door ever know. Forgive me Delilah I just couldn't And I think to myself, take any more What a wonderful world. - o - - o -

- 15 - Blue moon - You saw me standing When the red red robin comes bob alone bob bobbin' along along Without a dream in my heart There'll be no more sobbin' when Without a love of my own he starts throbbin' his old sweet song Blue moon - You knew just what I Wake up, wake up you sleepy head was there for Get up, get up get out of bed You heard me saying a prayer for Cheer up, cheer up the sun is red Someone I really could care for Live, love, laugh and be happy

And then there suddenly appeared What if I've been blue now I'm before me walkin' through fields of The only one my arms will hold flowers I heard somebody whisper please Rain may glisten but I still adore me listen for hours and hours And when I looked to the moon it Well, I'm just a kid again doing turned to gold what I did again singin' a song When the red red robin comes bob Blue moon - Now I'm no longer bob bobbin' along along alone Without a dream in my heart - o - Without a love of my own When you walk through a storm - o - hold your head up high And don’t be afraid of the dark. You're everywhere and nowhere At the end of the storm is a baby, golden sky That's where you're at And the sweet silver song of a Going down a bumpy hillside, in lark. your hippy hat Walk on through the wind, Flying across the country, and Walk on through the rain, getting fat Tho’ your dreams be tossed and Saying everything is groovy, when blown. your tires are flat Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart And it's high ho silver lining, And you’ll never walk alone, Anywhere you go now baby You’ll never walk alone. I see your sun is shining But I won't make a fuss, though it's obvious

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- 16 - COCKNEY MUSICALS MEDLEY Oh, wouldn't it be loverly? Loverly! Loverly! Loverly! Loverly! Consider yourself at home, Consider yourself one of the - o - family We've taken to you so strong. All lined up in a wedding group It's clear we're going to get along. 'Ere we are for a photograph Consider yourself well in, All dressed up in a morning suit Consider yourself part of the and trying not to laugh furniture Since the early caveman in his There isn't a lot to spare; fur Who cares? What ever we've got we Took a trip to Gretna Green share! There's always been a photographer If it should chance to be we To record the happy scene. should see some harder days, Empty larder days, why grouse? Hold it, flash, bang, wallop, what Always chance we'll meet somebody a picture to foot the bill, What a picture, what a photograph Then the drinks are on the house! Poor old soul, blimey, what a joke Consider yourself our mate, Hat blown off in a cloud of smoke We don't want to have no fuss. Clap 'ands, stamp yer feet For after some consideration we Bangin' on the big bass drum can state: What a picture, what a picture Consider yourself one of us. Rum-tiddly-um-pum-um-pum-pum Stick it in your fam'ly album - o - - o - All I want is a room somewhere, Far away from the cold night air, I'm getting married in the morning With one enormous chair; Ding! Dong! The bells are gonna Oh, wouldn't it be loverly? chime. Lots of choc'late for me to eat; Pull out the stopper; Lots of coal makin' lot of heat; Let's have a whopper; Warm face, warm hands, warm feet, But get me to the church on time! Oh, wouldn't it be loverly? I’ve gotta be there in the morning Spruced up and looking in my Oh, so loverly sittin' abso- prime. bloomin'lutely still! Girls, come and kiss me; I would never budge 'til spring Show how you'll miss me, crept over the window sill. But get me to the church on time! Someone's head restin' on my knee, If I am dancing, roll up the floor! Warm and tender as he can be; If I am whistling, whewt me out Who takes good care of me,

- 17 - the door! Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle For I'm getting married in the ay (x2) morning Ding! Dong! The bells are gonna Because I was afraid to speak chime. When I was just a lad, Kick up a rumpus, Me father gave me nose a tweak But don't lose the compass; And told me I was bad! And get me to the church, But then one day I learned a word Get me to the church, that saved me achin' nose, For gawd's sake, get me to the The biggest word you ever heard church on time! And this is how it goes:

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They changed our local Palais - o - into a bowling alley and Fings ain't what they used t' be There's a little ditty There's Teds wiv drainpipe They're singing in the city trousers Especially when they've been on And Debs in coffee houses and the gin or the beer. Fings ain't what they used t' be If you've got the patience, Your own imaginations It used to be fun Dad an' old Mum Will tell you just exactly what paddling down Southend you want to hear... But now it ain't done Never mind chum Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! Paris is where we spend our That's how it goes, outin's Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! Grandma tries to shock us all Ev'ryone knows. Doing knees up rock 'n' roll They all suppose what they want Fings ain't wot they used t' be to suppose When they hear...oom-pah-pah!! - o - Mister Percy Snodgrass Supercalifragilisticexpiali- Would often have the odd glass, docious! But never when he thought Even though the sound of it anybody could see. Is something quite atrocious, Secretly he'd buy it, If you say it loud enough And drink it on the quiet, You'll always sound precocious, And dream he was an Earl wiv a Supercalifragilisticexpiali- girl on each knee! docious! [REPEAT CHORUS]

- 18 - COCKNEY KNEES UP MEDLEY I've got a loverly bunch of cocoanuts, The sun as got his hat on Every ball you throw will make me hip-hip-hip-hooray! rich. The sun has got his hat on, There stands me wife, the idol of and he's coming out today. me life Now we'll all be happy, Singing roll or bowl a ball hip-hip-hip-hooray! a penny a pitch. The sun has got his hat on, and he's coming out today. Singing roll or bowl a ball a penny a pitch. He’s been roasting peanuts out in Singing roll or bowl a ball Timbuctoo a penny a pitch. Now he's coming back to do the Roll or bowl a ball, same to you. Roll or bowl a ball, Jump into your sunbath Singing roll or bowl a ball hip-hip-hip-hooray! a penny a pitch. The sun has got his hat on, and he's coming out today. - o -

- o - Oh, what a beauty! I've never seen one as big as that before! Yes! We have no bananas Oh, what a beauty! It must be two We have no bananas today. foot long or even more. We've string beans and HONions, Such a lovely colour, so nice and cabBAHges and scallions round and fat; And all kinds of fruit and say, I never thought a marrow could We have an old fashioned toMAHto grow as big as that. Long island poTAHto Oh, what a beauty - I've never seen But yes! we have no bananas one as big as that before. We have no bananas today. - o - - o - Boiled beef and carrots, I've got a loverly bunch of Boiled beef and carrots. cocoanuts, That's the stuff for your There they are a standing in a 'darby-kel' row. Makes you fat and it keeps you Big ones, small ones, some as big well as your head. Don't live like vegetarians, on “Give 'em a twist, a flick of the food they give to parrots. wrist”, From morn till night, blow out That's what the showman said. your kite on Boiled beef and carrots.

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Any old iron, any old iron, There is a tavern in the town, in Any, any, any old iron the town, You look neat, talk about a treat, And there my dear love sits him You look a dapper from your down, sits him down napper to your feet. And drinks his wine 'mid laughter Dressed in style, with a brand new free, tile, And never, never thinks of me. And your father's old green tie on. An' I wouldn't give you tuppence Fare thee well, for I must leave for your old watch chain, thee, Old iron, old iron! Do not let the parting grieve thee, - o - And remember that the best of friends must part, must part I like pickled onions, I like piccalilli, Adieu, adieu, kind friends, adieu, Pickled cabbage is all right adieu, adieu, With a bit of cold meat on a I can no longer stay with you, Sunday night, stay with you, I can go tomatoes, but what I do I'll hang my harp on a weeping prefer willow tree, Is a little bit of cucum, cucum, And may the world go well with cucum, thee. A little bit of cucumber. - o - - o - Heads, shoulders, knees and toes, She'll be coming 'round the Knees and toes. mountain when she comes, Heads, shoulders, knees and toes, She'll be coming 'round the Knees and toes. mountain when she comes, Eyes and ears and mouth and nose. She'll be coming 'round the Heads, shoulders, knees and toes, mountain, Knees and toes. Coming 'round the mountain, Coming 'round the mountain - o - when she comes.

Singing eye-ye-yi-pi-yi-pi-yie, Singing eye-ye-yi-pi-yi-pi-yie, Singing eye-ye-yi-pi, eye-ye-yi-pi, Eye-ye-yi-pi-yi-pi-yie.

- 20 - You put your left leg in, Knees up Mother Brown! Your left leg out. Knees up Mother Brown! In, out, in, out and shake it all Come along dearie, let it go! about. Ee-i-ee-i-ee-i-oh! You do the Hokey Kokey and you It’s yer blooming birthday turn around. Let’s wake up all the town! That’s what it’s all about. So, knees up, knees up! Oh! The Hokey Kokey! (x3) Don’t get the breeze up Knees bend, arm stretch, ra ra ra! Knees up Mother Brown.

[REPEAT ETC] Oh, my, what a rotten song. What a rotten song, what a rotten - o - song. Oh, my, what a rotten song I’ve just been to a “ding-dong” And what a rotten singer too! down dear old Brixton way, Old Mother Brown the Pearly - o - Queen’s a hundred years today; Oh! What a celebration! Was proper Roll out the barrel lah-di-dah! We'll have a barrel of fun. Until they roll’d the carpet up Roll out the barrel and shouted “Nah then, Ma!” We've got the blues on the run. Zing! Boom! Ta-rar-rel! Knees up Mother Brown! Ring out a song of good cheer. Knees up Mother Brown! Now's the time to roll the barrel Under the table you must go For the gang's all here. Ee-i-ee-i-ee-i-oh! If I catch you bending [REPEAT] I’ll saw your leg right off. So, knees up, knees up! Don’t get the breeze up Knees up Mother Brown. CARRADINE’S COCKNEY Joe brought his concertina, and SING-A-LONG’S Nobby brought the beer, DEBUT ALBUM And all the little nippers swung upon the chandelier! “LIVE AT THE BULL & GATE” A black-out warden passin’ yell’d, “Ma, pull down that blind, NOW AVAILABLE TO DOWNLOAD Just look at what you’re showin’“ FROM ALL MAJOR DIGITAL STORES and we shouted “Never mind!” AND AT TONIGHTS PERFORMANCE

- 21 - GOODBYE MEDLEY So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu Good-byee! Good-byee Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and Wipe the tear, baby dear, from your yieu eye-ee. Tho' it's hard to part, I know, So long, farewell, au revoir, auf I'll be tickled to death to go. wiedersehen Don't cry-ee! Don't sigh-ee! I'd like to stay and taste my first There's a silver lining in the champagne sky-ee. Bonsoir, old thing! So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, Cheerio! Chin-chin! goodbye Nah-poo! Toodle-oo! Good-byee! I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye -- Goodbye! - o - I'm glad to go, I cannot tell a lie I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I Show me the way to go home, fly I'm tired and I want to go to bed, Had a little drink about an hour The sun has gone to bed and so ago, must I And it's gone right to my head. So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, Where-ever I may roam, goodbye On land, or sea, or foam, Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye You can always hear my singing Goodbye! this song, Show me the way to go home. - o -

- o - Goodnight sweetheart, All my pray'rs are for you, There's a sad sort of clanging Goodnight sweetheart, from the clock in the hall I'll be watching o'er you, And the bells in the steeple too Tears and parting may make us And up in the nursery an absurd forlorn little bird But with the dawn, a new day is Is popping out to say “cuckoo”, born. “cuckoo”, “cuckoo” Regretfully they tell us And we’ll say: But firmly they compel us Goodnight sweetheart, To say goodbye … to you! Sleep will banish sorrow, Goodnight sweetheart, So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, Till we meet tomorrow, good night All your sadness, soon will turn I hate to go and leave this pretty to gladness, sight Goodnight sweetheart, goodnight.

- 22 - - o - Through the door there came familiar laughter Once upon a time there was a I saw your face and heard you tavern call my name Where we used to raise a glass or Oh my friend we're older but no two wiser Remember how we laughed away the For in our hearts the dreams are hours still the same And dreamed of all the great things we would do [REPEAT CHORUS]

Those were the days my friend We thought they'd never end We'd sing and dance forever and a day We'd live the life we choose We'd fight and never lose We look forward to welcoming you For we were young and sure to back to another sing-a-long soon. have our way. La la la la la la la For forthcoming dates, or to sign La la la la la la la up to our mailing list, visit: Those were the day, oh, yes those were the days www.carradinescockney singalong.co.uk Then the busy years went rushing by us We lost our starry notions on the way If by chance I'd see you in the tavern We'd smile at one another and we'd You can follow Carradine’s say Cockney Sing-a-long on the following social media channels: [REPEAT CHORUS] Facebook: /cockneysingalong Just tonight I stood before the Twitter: @tomcarradine tavern Instagram: @tomcarradine Nothing seemed the way it used to be In the glass I saw a strange #cockneysingalong reflection Was that lonely woman really me

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- 23 - These are the times we shall dream about, And we'll call them the good old days. When the years have rolled away we shall dream of the times we had, the songs we used to sing. So while we're together let us laugh at the weather and whatever the Gods may bring.

When all our youth is but memory, And the years bring the parting of the ways, Then believe me fellas, These are the times we shall dream about, And we'll call them, the good old days.

[Ralph Reader]

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[OCTOBER 2018]

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