Harry Was A Champion - Live at The Palladium
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Now Harry was a champion in their eyes
With his old guitar
When he sung about a hot meat pie
His a-rinny, inny, inny old iron
He was king of 'em all at the music hall
Down at the old Britannia
So you can put a little twinkle on me pretty Mary Ann
Well you can't help laughing, can ya?
Now academicals called musicals
Weren't quite the proper thing
But it's commonly known that they don't like a song
That everyone can sing
Then Roger Hibbert made a fit
When he come out with a quotation
He said "Musicals, they're a necessary part
Of our civilisation"
Now old little Tim, she was four foot six
And his name still can be sworn
And he walked on his toes so great
He stood long as if he was tall
And he'd give himself a clap, chuck himself a map
And end up on tiptoe
He'd stand on his head and the people all said
"Well done, little Tim, it's a good show"
But Harry was a champion in their eyes
With his old guitar
When he sung about a hot meat pie
His a-rinny, inny, inny old iron
He was king of 'em all at the music hall
Down at the old Britannia
So you can put a little twinkle on me pretty Mary Ann
Well you can't help laughing, can ya?
Now another bloke sung in a custom market
So why then a brooding fame
He had a style that could make you smile
Now Sailor was his name
He soon become with the songs he sung
A favourite of the working classes
And if it wasn't for the hours in between
You could have seen the agony passes
Now some sing the songs with songs about love
That moved the world to tears
But old Harry said "I haven't got a dime
Of mine, you can hear"
Never loved songs, well they're all very nice
But I think that it's all been said
So he sung about cups and crumbs and cuts
And God knows what else
But Harry was a champion in their eyes
With his old guitar
When he sung about a hot meat pie
His a-rinny, inny, inny old iron
He was king of 'em all at the music hall
Down at the old Britannia
So you can put a little twinkle on me pretty Mary Ann
Well you can't help laughing, can ya?
Yes, Harry was a champion in their eyes
With his old guitar
When he sung about a hot meat pie
His a-rinny, inny, inny old iron
He was king of 'em all at the music hall
Down at the old Britannia
So you can put a little twinkle on me pretty Mary Ann
Well you can't help laughing, can ya?
So you can put a little twinkle on me pretty Mary Ann
Well you can't help laughing, can ya?