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Yes, you're looking fine young fellow with a gun across your arm
Twas a girl when last we saw you and it filled us with alarm
There were older men, much older out in khaki lad, that day
But you've left your girl behind you and we know with us she'll say
Ah we're glad you've got a gun lad, glad that you're a sport
There's time enough for other games, time enough to court
We're proud to see you ready to do what must be done
Your only aim to play the game
We're glad you've got a gun
You have left your girl behind, but my warrior brave and bold
It's for 'Britain Home and Beauty' as it was in days of old
What would be the use of loving, what would loving ever bring
If the clank of German sabres down your village street should ring?
Ah we're glad you've got a gun lad, glad that you're a sport
There's time enough for other games, time enough to court
We're proud to see you ready to do what must be done
Your only aim to play the game
We're glad you've got a gun
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In days long ago 'twas my custom you know
To dress in my own proper red
But to get my own way with you people today
I must put on disguises instead
Any booby can tell that they don't look so well
But what's a poor devil to do?
You know I got choused by that rascally Faust
And Margaret bested me too.
Chorus: It's true she went up, up, up
But most of the girls in Town
Will find their own level and go to the devil
And then they'll go down, down, down.
When people look sad because business is bad
I don't grumble - what would be the use?
I can always contrive here in England to thrive
For her trade has all gone to the deuce
The taxes increase though the Nation's at peace
There are plenty more taxes in store
It strikes me there may be the devil to pay
If I only can bring on a war.
Chorus: The taxes go up, up, up
But the people who pay them in Town
Want to know why the devil they don't find their level?
And sometimes go down, down, down.
The Stores years ago I invented you know
Thus to ruin small tradesmen I try
Though my system was nice I found once or twice
It would fail, and I'll just tell you why
Ladies won't walk up pairs of impossible stairs
To goodness knows how many floors
So a lift is supplied and they all get inside
Whenever they shop at the stores.
Chorus: The lift takes them up, up, up
It's one of the largest in Town
When they reach a high level, they shop like the devil
And then they come down, down, down.
Though with infinite care I poison the air
There are people who can't see the joke
Fools who want to control the burning of coal
And make us consume our own smoke
But we're too wide awake to make such a mistake
In darkness and dirt we delight
It must be confessed London's quite at its best
While the fog turns the day into night.
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Father, Do Come Home
03:09
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Oh father dear father come home with me now
We want your new trousers to pawn
You promised dear father that you would come home
As soon as your wages were gone
The broker's mans' threatening to call the police
If he cannot doss in the yard
This morning I threw at him our only fork
It stuck in his bladder of lard
Poor Benny is boozed and he can't get about
His wooden leg went up the flue
We've propped up the table with bundles of wood
And ma's put the legs in the stew
The fire has gone outside to look for some coke
The boiler has threatened to burst
The poor little fleas have given in their keys
And scooted next door in disgust
For the brokers are hanging on the backyard wall
Waiting for the two pounds two
And the poor little bantam in the rabbit hutch
Hasn't got the strength to cock a doodle do do do do
The cat and the lodger have shot the moon
The poodle's ate the small teeth comb
Mother's got the rolling pin, waiting for you to come in
So father, father do come home
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Songs of the British Music Hall as no one intended them to be heard!
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