POOR, PROUD AND PARTICULAR
 
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You cannot judge the temper of a tiger by its spots
Nor a navvie by the whiskers on his chiv
And one half of the world don't trouble how the other half
Manages to find a way to live
We've all of us got notions if we haven't got ideas
With that you will or won't agree
One man ain't like another if he's different, that's a cert,
If you want an example look at me
I've got my health, I've got my strength in fact I've got 'em both
I've got my likes and dislikes too I have, I'll take my oath.

Refrain: If I'm poor, I'm proud and I'm particular
I don't like work and never did
There's lots of chaps who're fond of it, d'you see
And they're at liberty to do it all for me
I might get a job if I liked to look
But I don't intend to try
For there's lots of millionaires
As old and just as strong as I am
Who never go to work, so why should I?


You never see Lord Rothschild push a barrow or a truck
Nor the Prince of Wales at work a shov'ling dirt
If you asked the King of England to go out a pickin' hops
He wouldn't take the job on that's a cert.
You never came across John Burns a' holding horses heads
Nor Chamberlain insuring people's lives
You might as well expect to see Lord Salisbury lay a drain
Or else Sir Thomas Lipton grinding knives
And yet they rub along all right in their own tin pot way
They eat and sleep and so do I, so where's the diff'rence, aye?

Refrain: If I'm poor, I'm proud and I'm particular
I am and so I always was
I could never take the least delight
In doing work you see from morning until night
I could do a bit if I wanted to
But I don't intend to try
For there's lots of toffs with twice the brains and
Much more sense than I've got
Who never go to work, so why should I?


You never see a swell what keeps a carriage clean a horse
Nor a lady who's got servants wash and scrub
You don't expect a man with lots of money to go and search
For cigar ends in the sawdust of a pub
Why even cats and dogs are quite contented with a home
All actors and musicians do is play
The monkeys in the Zoo don't work, and when you come to think
I'm just as good as they are, ain't I pray?
I do not say that in this world that no work there should be
But what I do say's simply this, 'Don't mention it to me.'

Refrain: If I'm poor, I'm proud and I'm particular
I know what suits my health the best
As long as I get all I want, d'you see
You can bet that work'll never trouble me
I dare say I could exert myself
But I don't intend to try
For there's lots of toffs about
Who wear the same sized hat as I do
Who hate the name of work, and so do I.
 
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Written and composed by Harry Boden & Bert Brantford - 1901
Performed by Harry Ford (1877-1955)
 
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