Me and old Bill Smiff's bin dust-'oys Allus worked the same old rahnd Strange to say we've struck a Klondyke And we've shared the welf we fahnd 'Ow it 'appened, there's a miser 'Ud never let us shift 'is dust A Toosday night 'e died, and Wensday Like two burglars in we bust Gets to work and blest yer eye-sight Oh, such a welf yer never saw 'Apeneys, fardens, lor, in fousands And to fink that last week I was poor.
Chorus: But nah I'm goin' to be a regular toff A ridin' in a carriage and a pair A top 'at on my 'ead, and fevvers in my bed And call meself a dook o' Barnet Fair As-terry-my-can rahnd the bottom o' my coat A Piccadilly winder in my eye Ah, fancy all the dustmen a-shoutin' in my yer 'Leave us in yer will before yer die'.
Stuck inside a rusty saucepan Wot looked a worn out mat Close in-spec-shun, 'twas a stocking Full o' nuggets - big as that Down we flops upon our kneeses See my scoopin' up the welf When up I jumps, oh! oh! so happy 'Ardly could believe meself The Guvnor just nah sez 'Come, 'Iggins, 'Ere get to work, yer looks 'arf tight' 'Get to work, 'ere who yer kiddin'? Yer can dine wiv me next Sunday night.'
Chorus:
In the Summer I'll go yachting With the dooks and the Em-per-ors In the autumn spot yer 'umble Shooting grouses on the moors What price me drivin' tandem Wiv a cahntess at me side? If she likes to pop the question Well, I'll consent to be 'er bride As for low in-sin-u-a-tions As regards my style and sich Well, I'll soon teach 'em ettiketty If I slaps this 'cross their snitch. ========================== Written and composed by E. Graham & George Le Brunn - Published 1897 Performed by Gus Elen (1862-1940)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
