THE BLASTED OAK
 
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The other night I broke me watch
The screw I couldn't wind
I met a nice young gentleman
And oh, he was so kind
He said his occupation
Was repairing jewelry
He took my watch and said he'd see
What he could do for me.

Chorus: He told me to meet him up at Hampstead Heath
By the old Blasted Oak
I toddled up the hill in me Sunday gown
Oh lor, lummy, how the rain came down
And I was all wet through
And I didn't know what to do
The rain through me shoes began to soak
Now I've lost me bloomin' way
I've lost me bloomin' watch
And I can't find the Blasted Oak.


A policeman said, 'Dear Greta Garbo
What's your little joke?'
I said, 'Please Mister Flying Squad
I want the Blasted Oak.'
He answered, 'Move on. You mustn't use that language here.'
I said, 'That isn't language, it's a meeting place, old dear.'

Chorus: He told me to meet him up at Hampstead Heath
By the old Blasted Oak
I toddled up the hill in me Sunday gown
Oh lor, lummy, how the rain came down
And I was all wet through
And I didn't know what to do
The rain through me shoes began to soak
Now I've lost me bloomin' way
I've lost me bloomin' watch
And I can't find the Blasted Oak.
 
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Written and composed by Redman & Long - 1934
Performed by Nellie Wallace (1870-1948)
 
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