CALLAGHAN DOES IT FOR ME
 
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Tim Callaghan has been my pal, since boy-hood days of yore
Together we both 'listed in the same militia corps
He's sworn to guard me from the foe, and let all quarrels sink
So when inside the canteen, I have anything to drink,

Chorus: Callaghan does it for me. Callaghan does it for me
I get a pint of old and brown
Callaghan comes and mops it down
But while he's drinking my pint
With a quart belonging to Tim
There am I - as large as life
Doing the same for him.

We both work in a tailor's shop, we're measurers by trade
And I'm in the department where the gents clothes all are made
But Callaghan's where the ladies go for bloomers now and then
And so, each morn I say to him, 'I don't like measuring men.'

Chorus: Callaghan does it for me. Callaghan does it for me
Measures the gents for suits and halves
Over their tubs and round their calves
But while he measures for me
The length and breadth of a limb
There am I - in the ladies shop
Doing the same for him.

We always help each other as companions ought to do
In work or play it's just the same, our friendship's firm and true
When I've been working hard all day, and go home, on my life
Sometimes I absolutely feel too tired to kiss my wife.

Chorus: Callaghan does it for me. Callaghan does it for me
There he goes it, chippity chip
Slobbers all over the old girl's lip
But while he's kissing my wife
At the house belonging to Tim
There am I - with his old girl
A-doing the same for him.

 
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Written and composed by A. Hall & George Le Brunn - 1899
Performed by Pat Carey (1865-1910)
From monologues.co.uk Music Hall Lyrics Collection
 
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