THE COSTERMONGER'S SONG
(Going To The Derby In My Little Donkey Cart)
 
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I'm Billy Bell, a costermonger as you sees
A-dealing in carrots, turnips, leeks, and cabbages
Cauliflower and broccoli, really may I say
I deals in heverything wot's in the vegetable way
And though I work so 'ard I likes me pleasure too
And once a year like other folks the nobby thing can do
For every Derby Day I dresses up so smart
And drives meself to Hepsom in me little donkey cart
Yus, I'm up wiv th' lark that mornin'
And up to all sorts of larks all day
It ain't no 'ardship for me t' get up early
I'm as wide awake then as at any other time
With the first of the vehicles you'll see me on the road.

Chorus: Goin' to the Derby
Lookin' very smart
Doin' all the journey in me donkey cart
Passin' all the vehicles
Like a bloomin' dart
Goin' to the Derby in me little donkey cart.


And when I gets to Hepsom amongst the bustle there
I puts away me donkey what 'asn't turned a hair
Then I gets me luncheon, a chunk of bread and cheese
With a gallon jar of fourpenny, oh, at which you wouldn't sneeze
And while I sits enjoyin' me very 'umble fare
I sees the swells their shammy and their nobby things prepare
But they doesn't eat an' drink with a better 'eart
Than me wot goes to Hepsom in me little donkey cart
Ah then when I gets 'ome I give Billy 'is supper (That's me)
And Tommy a rub dahn (That's me donkey)
Tumbles into me virtuous couch
Up in the mornin' to work a-sellin' vegetables
And go there like a good 'un till the time comes round again
And every year if you look out for me you'll see me

Chorus: Goin' to the Derby
Lookin' very smart
Doin' all the journey in me donkey cart
Passin' all the vehicles
Like a bloomin' dart
Goin' to the Derby in me little donkey cart.
 
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Written, composed & sung by Arthur Lloyd (1840-1904) - (1880)
 
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