Any Old Iron? (Chas. Collins, E.A. Sheppard and Fred Terry) Just a week or two ago my poor old Uncle Bill, Went and kicked the bucket and he left me in his will. The other day I popped around to see poor Auntie Jane, She said "Your Uncle Bill has left to you a watch and chain." I put it on right across my vest, Thought I looked a dandy as it dangled on my chest. Just to flash it off I started walking 'round about, A lot of nippers followed me and all began to shout: cho:` "Any old iron any old iron any any old, old iron? You look neat - talk about a treat, You look dapper from your napper to your feet. Dressed in style, brand new tile, And your father's old green tie on, But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain, Old iron, old iron?" I went to the City once and thought I'd have a spree. The Mayor of London, he was there, that's who I went to see. He dashed up in a canter with a carriage and a pair, I shouted "Holler boys" and threw my hat up in the air. Just then the Mayor he began to smile, Saw my face and then he shouted "Lumme what a dial!" Started a-Lord Mayoring and I though that I should die When pointing to my watch and chain he hollered to me "Hi!" Just to have a little bit of fun the other day, Made up in my watch and chain I went and drew my pay. Then got out with a lot of other Colonels on the loose, I got full right up to here in fourp'ny stagger juice. One of them said "We want a pot of ale Run him to the rag shop and bung him on the scale." I heard the fellow say "What's in this bundle that you've got" Then whisper to me kindly "Do you want to lose your lot?" Shan't forget when I got married to Selina Brown. The way the people laughed at me, it made me feel a clown. I began to wonder, when their dials began to crack, If by mistake I'd got my Sunday trousers front to back. I wore my chain on my darby kell, The sun was shining on it and it made me look a swell. The organ started playing and the bells began to ring, My chain began to rattle so the choir began to sing. MG oct99
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