DOWN FELL THE PONY IN A FIT | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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The Wife and me and all the family Thought we'd have a spree one night We went out, looking round about And we were alright I said, "Bet, let's hire a wagonette And give the kids a country drive" She said, "Done, what a piece of fun Bless my heart alive" Off I went and got a natty lot And inside the family all got When we'd driven about ten miles You should have seen our bloomin' dials, Chorus: Down fell the pony in a fit Then the wagonette broke down "The pony's dead!" my old woman said We'll have to tramp it back to town" "No, no, no, no," everybody cried "It's too far to roam" So we harnessed up my old gal in between the shafts And made her pull the whole lot home, We made her trot just like a Hottentot With the blinkers round her eyes The bit, oh Lor, we stuck it in her jaw It was just her size Off down the street upon her hands and feet She pulled the wagonette all day Take my tip, when I gave her the whip The kids they yell, ‘ Hooray' At the ‘orses trough I let her stop Took the bridle off and let her mop When we got home there was some wars We had a fight and all because, Chorus: |
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Words and music by Harry Wincott and Harry Leighton - 1897 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Performed by Harry Champion (1865-1942) | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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