IT'S A FINE THING TO SING
 
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We've had a lot of trouble And we've had a lot of strife,
We've had our ups and down as we have journeyed on through life.
We've had our little squabbles But they never lasted long
Why, because, just because It's best to sing a song.

Chorus: Oh, it's a fine thing to sing,
Singing is the thing,
It brightens ev'ry thing,
When dark and dreary
It helps you on the road;
When you have a heavy load,
Singing is the thing to make you cheery.

If ever you get worried And you don't know what to do,
You've got the humpy dumpys And you're feeling black and blue.
Do the same as I do,I just simply jog along
Because there's nothing stimulates a fellow like a song.

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I'll bet a silver sixpence Singing helps to make us glad,
We can face the world singing But we cannot if we're sad.
There's too much trouble in the world I think you must agree
There's make the world brighter If you'll only sing with me:

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Of course, we know there's sure to be A kickup now and then,
Because we've got to stand a lot,We poor old married men;
But do the same as I do When there's anything goes wrong
I always say, says I to me, "Come on and sing a song."

Chorus:

 
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Written and composed by Harry Lauder and Willie Cochrane - 1921
Performed by Harry Lauder (1870-1950)
From monologues.co.uk Music Hall Lyrics Collection
 
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