I HAD MY HANDS IN MY POCKETS
 
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It's years, an' years, an' years, an' years,
Since last I 'ad a fight
An argument arose on politics, the other night.
When I told a fella 'e was wrong,
'E gave me such a punch.
Right in the very region where,
I always keep my lunch.

But I 'ad my 'ands in my pockets at the time,
Yes, I 'ad my 'ands in my pockets at the time,
There's not the slightest doubt,
I'd 'ave knocked 'im out,
But I 'ad my 'ands in my pockets at the time.

Now, to attend a ball I got a dress-suit on the hire,
It gave them all a treat to see me in such smart attire.
A lady picked me out and said, 'Do come and dance with me.'
I wanted to oblige her but I couldn't, for you see...

I 'ad my 'ands in my pockets at the time,
Yes, I 'ad my 'ands in my pockets at the time,
For though, I looked a don, I 'ad no braces on,
But I 'ad my 'ands in my pockets at the time.

 
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Performed by George Formby Senior (1877-1921)
From monologues.co.uk Music Hall Lyrics Collection
 
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