I'll tell you the tale of an old country pub As fancied itself up to date, It had the word " Garage" wrote on t' stable door And a petrol pump outside the gate. ...
Sam Small had retired from the Army, In the old Duke of Wellington's time, So when present unpleasantness started, He were what you might call... past his prime. ...
There's a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That's noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went there with young Albert, their son.
I'll tell of the Magna Charter As were signed at the Barons' command, On Runningmead Island in t'middle of t'Thames By King John, as were known as Lackland.
One evening at dusk as Noah stood on his Ark, Putting green oil in starboard side lamp, His wife came along and said, 'Noah, summat's wrong, Our cabin is getting quite damp. ...
The day after Christmas, young Albert Were what's called, confined to his bed, With a tight kind of pain in his stummick And a light feeling up in his head.
On the banks of the Mersey, o'er on Cheshire side, Lies Runcorn that's best known to fame By Transporter Bridge as takes folks over t'stream, Or else brings them back across same. ...