BROWN - UPSIDE DOWN
 
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Now Jobson Brown was a worn-out clown
And a careful clown was he.
He'd saved enough to open a pub,
Somewhere in Kensal Green.
You never could forget the tricks
By which he earned his daily bread,
And now and then, when the fit came on,
He'd stand upon his head.

Chorus: All the people shouted out, 'Oh, my'.
All the people they did stare.
For there was Brown, he was upside down,
With his legs sticking up in the air.


Now the nearest neighbour to old Brown,
Was a widow, Mrs Birch.
He proposed to her.  She answered 'Yes',
So they toddled off to church.
'Will you love and obey this man?'
The worldly parson said.
She blushed and screamed, for there was Brown
A-standing on his head.

Chorus: The parson gave a scream, and shouted out 'Oh, my'
And all the people they did stare;
For there was Brown, he was upside down,
With his legs sticking up in the air.


A-twelve month after a child was born,
To the great delight of Brown.
It was the image of himself
And a regular little clown.
Before the child was six weeks old
It scrambled out of bed,
And to the nurse's great surprise
Was standing on his head.

Chorus: The nurse she gave a scream and shouted out 'Oh, my'
As she fainted away in the chair;
For there was young Brown, he was upside down,
With his legs sticking up in the air.
 
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Written and composed by Walter Hastings
Performed by W. (Billy) Bint (1850-1913)
From monologues.co.uk Music Hall Lyrics Collection
 
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