1. COCKNEY SCENA
LETS ALL GO DOWN THE STRAND
Lets all go down the Strand
Lets all go down the Strand
I’ll be leader, you can march behind
Come with me, and see what we can find
Lets all go down the Strand
Oh what a happy land
That’s the place for fun and noise
All among the girls and boys
So, lets all go down the Strand
MY OLD MAN
My old man said ‘‘follow the van
Don’t dilly-dally on the way’’
Off went the van with the home packed in it
I walked behind with my old cock linnett
But I dillied and dallied, dallied and dillied
Lost my way and don’t know where to roam
I stopped on the way to have the old half quartern
And I can’t find my way home.
PICKLED ONION
I like pickled onions, I like piccalilli
Pickled cabbage is alright,
With a bit of cold meat on Monday night
I can go termatoes, but what I do prefer
Is a little bit of cucum – I cum – u – cum
Little bit of cucumber.
HELLO! HELLO! WHO’S YOUR LADY FRIEND
Hello! Hello! Who’s your lady friend
Who’s the little girlie by your side
I’ve seen you with a girl or two
Oh! Oh! Oh! I am surprised at you
Hello! Hello! stop your little games
Don’t you think your ways you ought to mend?
It isn’t the girl I saw you with at Brighton
Who, Who, Who’s your lady friend.
ALL MY LIFE I’VE WANTED TO BE A BARROW BOY
All my life I’ve wanted to be a barrow boy
A barrow boy is all I’ve wanted to be
I push my barrow – I handle it with pride
I’m a coster – a coster from over the Lambeth side
I turn me back upon the high society
Take me where the ripe bananas grow
They’re only a dozen a shilling
Thats how I earns me living
I ought to have been a barrow boy years ago.
ANY OLD IRON
Any old iron, any old iron any any any 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 fathers old green tie on
But I wouldn’t give you tuppence for your old watch-chain
Old iron, Old iron?
MAYBE IT’S BECAUSE I’M A LONDONER
Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner
that I love London so
Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner
that I think of her where-ever I go
I get a funny feeling inside of me,
Just walking up and down,
Maybe its because I’m a Londoner
That I love London town.
KNEES UP MOTHER BROWN
Knees up Mother Brown, Knees up Mother Brown
Come along dearie, let it go Ee-iy Ee-iy Ee-iy Oh!
Its your bloomin birthday, so wake up all the town
Knees up Knees up don’t get the breeze up
Knees up Mother Brown.
5. IRISH CAMEO
DANNY BOY
Flute: Kirsten Johnstone or Ingrid Squire
BENDEMEER’S STREAM – Duet
WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING
When Irish eyes are smiling sure it’s like a morn in spring
In the lilt of Irish laughter, you can hear the angels sing
When Irish hearts are happy, all the world seems bright and gay
But when Irish hearts are smiling, sure it steals your heart away.
BARNEY O’HEA
IF YOU’RE IRISH
If you’re Irish come into the parlour
There’s a welcome there for you
If your name is Timothy or Pat
So long as you come from Ireland.
There’s a welcome on the mat.
If you come from the mountains of Mourne,
Or Killarney’s lakes so blue
We’ll sing you a song and we’ll make a fuss
Whoever you are you’re one of us.
If you’re Irish this is the place for you.
9. ARCADIAN FROLIC
FAERY SONG
THE PIPES OF PAN
Flute: Ingrid Squire
NYMPHS AND SHEPHERDS
10. LOVE SONGS
TELL ME PRETTY MAIDEN
IN THE SHADE OF THE OLD APPLE TREE
In the shade of the old apple tree
When the love in your eyes I could see
When the voice that I heard
Like the song of a bird
Seemed to whisper sweet music to me
I could hear the dull buzz of the bee
In the blossoms, as you said to me
With a heart that is true
I’ll be waiting for you
In the shade of the old apple tree.
JUST WATCH THE IVY
Just watch the ivy on that old garden wall
Clinging so tightly whate’er may befall
As you grow older I’ll be constant and true
And just like the ivy I’ll cling to you
ANNIE ROONEY
She’s my sweetheart I’m her beau
She’s my Annie I’m her Joe
Soon we’ll marry never to part
Little Annie Rooney is my sweetheart.
YOU ARE MY HONEY, HONEY-SUCKLE
You are my honey, honey-suckle
I am the bee
I’d like to sip the honey-sweet
from those red lips you see
I love you dearly, dearly
and I want you to love me
You are my honey, honey-suckle.
I am the bee!
PROMENADE
When I take my morning promenade,
Quite a fashion card,
on the Promenade,
Oh I don’t mind nice boys staring hard,
If it satisfies their desire.
Do you think my dress is a little bit,
Just a little bit, well not too much of it
Tho’ it shows my shape just a little bit,
That’s the little bit the boys admire.
PUT ON YOUR TA-TA
Put on your ta-ta little girlie
Do do what I want you to!
Far from the busy hurly burly
I’ve got lots to say to you,
My heads completely twirly whirly,
My girl I want you to be,
So put on your ta-ta
Your pretty little ta-ta,
And come out a ta-ta with me!
19. YULETIDE SCENA
AWAY IN A MANGER
GOOD KING WENCESLAS
Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel.
Hither page and stand by me
If thou know’st telling
Yonder peasant who is he
Where and what his dwelling
Sire he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By St. Agnes’ fountain.
DECK THE HALLS
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Tis the season to be jolly
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Don we now our gay apparel
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Troll the ancient Yuletide carol
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
See the blazing Yule before us
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Strike the harp and join the chorus
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Follow me in merry measure
Fa la la la la, la la la la
While I tell of Yuletide treasure
Fa la la la la, la la la la
DADDY WOULDN’T BUY ME A BOW-WOW
Daddy wouldn’t buy me a bow-wow
Daddy wouldn’t buy me a bow-wow
I’ve got a little cat
and I’m very fond of that
But I’d rather have a bow-wow-wow.
ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS
JINGLE BELLS
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells
Jingle all the way
Oh what fun it is to ride
On a one horse open sleigh
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells
Jingle all the way
Oh what fun it is to ride
On a one horse open sleigh
MERRY CHRISTMAS
We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
And a happy New Year.
Good tidings we bring to you and your kin
We wish you a Merry Christmas
And a happy new year.
Now bring us some figgy pudding
Now bring us some figgy pudding
Now bring us some figgy pudding
And bring some out here.
For we all like figgy pudding
For we all like figgy pudding
For we all like figgy pudding
So bring some out here
We won’t go until we’ve got some
We won’t go until we’ve got some
We won’t go until we’ve got some
So bring some out here.
THE SOCIETY GRATEFULLY ACKNOWLEDGES
Our Coronation Street Neighbours
Peter Sugden Pharmacy
C. D. Cox Limited
Watters & Jackson Cranehire
Jenkins Jewellers
Safeway Food Warehouse
McMillin Craig Limited
N.Z. Lotteries Grant Board
Rothmans of Pall Mall NZ Limited
Prebbles Menswear
Bay City Bakery
Lance Leikis
S. W. Jones & Co.
Conroys Removals Limited
McLoughlin & Associates
Gloucester Fashions
A. C. Styles
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