CHALK FARM TO CAMBERWELL GREEN
 
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Once up to London I went for the day
Everything there seemed so lively and gay
I met a fella, a regular swell
And I was looking so rosy and well
He said politely “Now don't make a fuss,
We'll take a ride on the top of a bus”
Up came the bus, on the front could be seen
Chalk Farm to Camberwell Green.

Chorus: Chalk Farm to Camberwell Green, all on a Summer's day
Up we climbed on the motorbus and it started right away
When we got to the end of the ride he asked me to go for a walk
But I wasn't Camberwell green by a very long chalk.


Up on the bus it's so lovely to ride
Specially if there's a chap at your side
There we were sitting, it really was grand,
Most of the time he was holding my hand
He said, “There may be pick-pockets or worse
So I had better look after your purse”
But I remembered the words I had seen
Chalk Farm to Camberwell Green.

Chorus:

Once we alighted from the top of the bus
All of the passengers looking at us
He took my arm and he said with a wink
“I know a place we could go for a drink”
He said “Come on, there's no need for concern”
But it was late and I had to return
There at the stop a bus could be seen
Chalk Farm to Camberwell Green.

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Written and composed by Lionel Monckton - 1915
Performed by Gertie Millar (1879-1952)
 
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