- 1 - 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. - 2 - THE FLORAL DANCE Every boy took a girl 'round the waist As I walked home on a Summer And hurried her off in tremendous night haste When stars in Heav'n were shining Whether they knew one another I bright care not Far away from the footlight's Whether they cared at all, I know glare not Into the sweet and scented air But they kissed as they danced Of a quaint old Cornish town along.
Borne from afar on the gentle And there was the band with that breeze curious tone … etc. Joining the murmur of the summer seas I felt so lonely standing there Distant tones of an old world And I could only stand and stare dance For I had no boy with me Played by the village band Lonely I should have to be perchance In that quaint old Cornish town. On the calm air came floating down When suddenly hast'ning down the lane I thought I could hear the A figure I knew I saw quite plain curious tone With outstretched hands he came Of the cornet, clarinet and big along trombone, And carried me into that merry Fiddle, ‘cello, big bass drum, throng Bassoon, flure and euphonium, And fiddle and all went dancing Far away, as in a trance down. I heard the sound of the Floral Dance We danced to the band with the curious tone … etc. And soon I heard such a bustling and prancing Dancing here, prancing there And then I saw the whole village Jigging, jogging ev'rywhere was dancing Up and down, and round the town In and out of the houses they Hurrah! For the Cornish Floral came Dance Old folk, young folk, all the same In that quaint old Cornish town
- 3 - BRUSH UP YOUR SHAKESPERE With the wife of the British Ambassador, The girls today in society Try a crack out of Troilus and Go for classical poetry, Cressida. So to win their hearts one must If she says she won't buy it or quote with ease tike it, Aeschylus and Euripides. Make her tike it what's more as One must know Homer, and b’lieve you like it. me, Bo, If she says your behaviour is Sophocles, also Sapphoho. heinous, Unless you know Shelley and Kick her right in the Coriolanus. Keats and Pope, Brush up your Shakespeare Dainty Debbies will call you a And they'll all kowtow, dope. But the poet of them all [REPEAT CHORUS] Who will start 'em simply ravin' Is the poet people call If you can't be a ham and “The bard of Stratford-on-Avon.” do Hamlet They will not give a damn or a Brush up your Shakespeare, damnlet, Start quoting him now. Just recite an occasional sonnet Brush up your Shakespeare And your lap'll have Honey upon And the women you will wow. it. When your baby is pleading for Just declaim a few lines from pleasure "Othella" Let her sample your Measure for And they think you're a heckuva Measure. fella. If your blonde won't respond when Brush up your Shakespeare you flatter 'er And they'll all kowtow Tell her what Tony told Forsooth! Cleopaterer, And they'll all kowtow If she fights when her clothes I’Faith! you are mussing, And they'll all … kow … tow! What are clothes? "Much Ado About Nussing.” Brush up your Shakespeare And they'll all kowtow,
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- 4 - ENGLISH FOLK SONG MEDLEY Lavender's blue, dilly dilly, lavender's green, Come lasses and lads, get leave of When I am king, dilly dilly, you your dads shall be queen. And away to the maypole hie. Who told you so, dilly dilly, who For ev'ry fair has a sweetheart told you so? there Twas my own heart, dilly dilly, And the fiddler's standing by. that told me so. For Willy shall dance with Jane And Johnny has got his Joan Lavender's green, dilly dilly, To trip it, trip it, trip it, trip it, lavender's blue, Trip it up and down! If you love me, dilly dilly I To trip it, trip it, trip it, trip it, will love you. Trip it up and Down! Let the birds sing, dilly dilly, and the lambs play; - o - We shall be safe, dilly dilly, out of harm's way. As I was going to Strawberry Fair, Singing, singing, buttercups and - o - daisies, I met a maiden going her way, Are you going to Scarborough foldiedee! Fair? Blue were her eyes, gold was her Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, hair, Remember me to one who lives As she went down to Strawberry there. Fair. She once was a true love of mine. Ritefol, ritefol, toldieriddlelido, Ritefol, ritefol, toldieriddledee! Tell her to make me a cambric shirt, - o - Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; Without a seam or fine needle Early one morning, just as the work. sun was rising Then she'll be a true love of mine. I heard a maiden sing in the valley below: - o - "Oh, don't deceive me, oh, never When I was bound appentice in leave me, famous Lincolnshire, How could you use a poor maiden Full well I served my master for so?" nigh on seven years, Till I took up to poaching as you - o - shall quickly hear, Oh, 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year.
- 5 - Oh, 'tis my delight on a shiny And when shall I see again my night in the season of the grey mare? year. All along, down along, out along lea. - o - By Friday soon, or Saturday noon,
As I came thro' Sandgate, thro' With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Sandgate, thro' Sandgate, Gurney, As I came thro' Sandgate, I heard a Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon, Harry lassie sing: Hawke, "O, weel may the keel row, the keel Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all, row, the keel row, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all. O, weel may the keel row that my laddie's in."
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Where hast thou been since I saw ST GEORGE’S DAY FINALE thee? On Ilkley moor baht 'at; Rose Of England, thou shalt fade Where hast thou been since I saw not here, thee? Proud and bright from rolling Where hast thou been since I saw year to year. thee? Red shall thy petals be as rich On Ilkley Moor baht 'at, wine untold On Ilkley moor baht 'at, Shed by thy warriors who served On Ilkley moor baht 'at. thee of old. Rose Of England, breathing - o - England's air, Flower of Chivalry beyond Tom Pearce, Tom Peearce, lend me compare; your grey mare. While hand and heart endure to All along, down along, out along cherish thy prime, lea. Thou shalt blossom to the end of For I want for to go to Widecombe Time. Fair, - o - With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan'l Whiddon, Harry Hawke, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all, Old Uncle Tom Cobley and all.
- 6 - I vow to thee, my country, all Land of hope and glory earthly things above, Mother of the free Entire and whole and perfect, the How shall we extol thee service of my love; Who are born of thee The love that asks no questions, Wider still and wider the love that stands the test, Shall thy bounds be set That lays upon the altar, the God who made thee mighty dearest and the best; Make thee mightier The love that never falters, the God who made thee mighty love that pays the price, Make thee mightier yet The love that makes undaunted the final sacrifice. - o -
- o - There'll always be an England While there's a country lane And did those feet in ancient time Wherever there's a cottage small Walk upon England's mountains Beside a field of grain green? There'll always be an England And was the holy Lamb of God While there's a busy street On England's pleasant pastures Wherever there's a turning wheel seen? A million marching feet And did the countenance divine Shine forth upon our clouded Red, white and blue hills? What does it mean to you? And was Jerusalem builded here Surely you're proud, shout it Among those dark Satanic Mills? aloud Britons, awake Bring me my bow of burning gold! The empire too, we can depend on Bring me my arrows of desire! you Bring me my spear! O clouds, Freedom remains unfold! These are the chains Bring me my chariot of fire! Nothing can break I will not cease from mental There'll always be an England fight, And England shall be free Nor shall my sword sleep in my If England means as much to you hand, As England means to me Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant Land.
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- 7 - HARRY WAS A CHAMPION Well, oh Lord Lovell, When his poor old muvver used to Now Harry was a champion in feed him with a shovel. their eyes What a gap With his old green tie on Poor chap! When he sung about hot meat pies He's never been known to laugh And any any any old iron 'Cos if he did it's a penny to a He was king of 'em all at the quid that his face would fall music hall in 'alf. Down at the Old Britannia Singin' put a little treacle on me Mouth so large, oh Lord, oh lummee, puddin' Mary Anne He could whisper in his own ear Well you can't help laughing can ain't it funny ya? Now to quench His thirst Now he's got to take a drink. oh my! WHAT A MOUTH He got so drunk one foggy morn Jimmy Bean was a funny lookin' He laid in the road and started to fella' yawn If he had another mouth and a And a poor old man was delivering diff’rent smeller coals close by But his “race” Queered him And he went to shoot the load From winning a beauty show He saw jim's mouth out in the road
It was like a steam boat funnel What a mouth! What a mouth! Or a railway arch, or the What a North and South Blackwall Tunnel Blimey what a mouth he's got. If you can't Now the poor old man bein’ a See Jim short sighted fella when he opens his mouth you'll When he saw Jim’s mouth he took it know for the cellar And he shot And as poor Jim goes walkin’ The lot about Right into his mouth, no joke! You can hear the kids all Jim, poor soul’s, got a tummy full ‘ollerin' out: of coal And he coughs up lumps of coke! What a mouth! What a mouth! Oi! What a North and South Blimey what a mouth he's got. Now when he was a baby,
- 8 - 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 -
- 9 - 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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- 10 - OLIVER! MEDLEY Oh, food, wonderful food, Marvellous food, Glorious food! Consider yourself at home, Consider yourself one of the - o - family We've taken to you so strong. As long as he needs me It's clear we're going to get along. I know where I must be. Consider yourself well in, I'll cling on steadfastly Consider yourself part of the As long as he needs me. furniture As long as life is long, There isn't a lot to spare; I'll love him right or wrong; Who cares? What ever we've got we And somehow I'll be strong share! As long as he needs me.
If it should chance to be we If you are lonely then you will should see some harder days, know Empty larder days, why grouse? When someone needs you, you love Always chance we'll meet somebody them so. to foot the bill, I won't betray his trust. Then the drinks are on the house! Tho' people say I must. Consider yourself our mate, I've got to stay true just We don't want to have no fuss. As long as he needs me. For after some consideration we can state: - o - Consider yourself one of us. I'd do anything - o - For you dear, anything For you mean everything to me. Food, glorious food! I know that I'd go anywhere Hot sausage and mustard! For your smile, anywhere - While we're in the mood For your smile, everywhere I'd see. Cold jelly and custard! Pease pudding and saveloys! Would you lace my shoe? What next is the question? (Anything!) Rich gentlemen have it, boys - Paint your face bright blue? Indigestion! (Anything!) Catch a kangaroo? (Anything!) Food, glorious food! Go to Timbuktu? (And back again!) We're anxious to try it. I'd risk ev'rything Three banquets a day - For one kiss, everything, Our favorite diet! Yes, I'd do anything (Anything?!) Just picture a great big steak Anything for you! Fried, roasted or stewed. - o -
- 11 - In this life, one thing counts It could not happen twice. In the bank, large amounts Where is the man with all the I'm afraid these don't grow on money? trees, It's cheap at half the price! You've got to pick-a-pocket or two Who will buy this wonderful You've got to pick-a-pocket or two, feeling? boys, I'm so high I swear I could fly. You've got to pick-a-pocket or two. Me, oh my! I don't want to lose it Large amounts don't grow on trees. So what am I to do You've got to pick-a-pocket or two. To keep the sky so blue? There must be someone who will Why should we break our backs buy. Stupidly paying tax? Better get some untaxed income - o - Better to pick-a-pocket or two. You've got to pick-a-pocket or two, There's a little ditty boys They're singing in the city You've got to pick-a-pocket or two. Especially when they've been on Why should we all break our the gin or the beer. backs? If you've got the patience, Better pick-a-pocket or two. Your own imaginations Will tell you just exactly what - o - you want to hear...
Where is love? Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! Does it fall from skies above? That's how it goes, Is it underneath the willow tree Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! That I've been dreaming of? Ev'ryone knows. Where is she? They all suppose what they want Who I close my eyes to see? to suppose Will I ever know the sweet "hello" When they hear...oom-pah-pah!! That's meant for only me? Who can say where she may hide? Mister Percy Snodgrass Must I travel far and wide? Would often have the odd glass, 'Til I am beside the someone who But never when he thought I can mean something to... anybody could see. Where ... where is love? Secretly he'd buy it, - o - And drink it on the quiet, And dream he was an Earl wiv a Who will buy this wonderful girl on each knee! morning? Such a sky you never did see! [REPEAT CHORUS] Who will tie it up with a ribbon And put it in a box for me? There'll never be a day so sunny, - 12 -