THERE'S A LUMP IN YOUR THROAT AND A TEAR IN YOUR EYE
 
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There's an awkward lump in your throat,
And a great big tear in your eye,
When you watch a widowed mother,
Bidding her soldier lad, good-bye.
'God send you safe from the war!
'Tis hard dear laddie, to part!'
She cries as her big stalwart soldier son,
She hugs to her throbbing heart.
When the last good-bye they say,
You find as you turn away,

Chorus: There's a lump in your throat, and a tear in your eye
As you watch that fond pair say, 'Good-bye!'
Be you weak man or strong man, you can't deny
There's a lump in your throat, and a tear in your eye.

'Tis a poor old fellow who waits
Near the workhouse, just by the gate.
Later on, he's joined by someone, yes,
'Tis his wife, his dear old mate!
His poor rheumaticky arm
To her he offers so weak.
And his heart she'll cheer with, " God bless you, dear!
As he kisses her withered cheek.
'Tis their one day out to-day,
But still as they walk away,

Chorus: There's a lump in your throat, and a tear in your eye
As the dear old pair go trembling by.
Be you weak man or strong man, you can't deny
There's a lump in your throat, and a tear in your eye.

'Tis the Children's Hospital ward,
And a darling baby you see,
With a couple bending over him,
He's as ill as ill can be.
The doctor comes, old and grey;
"Oh, will he live?" hear them say.
And when he says, "Yes!" Oh, the cry of joy
From those loving hearts that day!
As their thanks to God you hear,
You choke and you can't see clear.

Chorus: There's a lump in your throat, and a tear in your eye
When the doctor says, "That child won't die."
Be you weak man or strong man, you can't deny
There's a lump in your throat, and a tear in your eye.

There's a mighty crowd in the street;
There's a mighty shout in the air;
For the boys are coming home from war,
And our boy is with them there.
"That's him! that's Jim!" see him pass
With medal grand on his breast.
You shout, "Hip, hurrah!" and your waistcoat seems
Too small for your swelling chest.
Though you shout and feel so gay,
I fancy I'm right to say,

Chorus: There's a lump in your throat, and a tear in your eye
As you watch our soldier-boys go by.
Be you weak man or strong man, you can't deny
There's a lump in your throat, and a tear in your eye.

There's a fearful gale on the coast;
On the beach are women, sad-eyed,
Watching, praying for their men's return
O'er the howling, treach'rous tide.
"They're coming! yes, there they are!
They're safely over the bar."
Now clasped to their loved ones on shore they stand
While the children shout, "Hurrah!"
When a sight like that you see, I don't care who you may be,

Chorus: There's a lump in your throat, and a tear in your eye
As the happy fisher throng go by.
Be you weak man or strong man, you can't deny
There's a lump in your throat, and a tear in your eye.

Extra Verse.

There's a lurid light in the sky,
There's a window all in a blaze,
And a woman stands there facing death
While for help she cries, and prays!
Will no one save her? Ah, yes!
A fireman mounts the escape,
And loud lusty cheers from the crowd arise
As he grasps that trembling shape.
As you see him, safe at last,
With his burden go stagg'ring past,

Chorus: There's a lump in your throat, and a tear in your eye
When you see that big brave man go by.
Be you weak man or strong man, you can't deny
There's a lump in your throat, and a tear in your eye.

 
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Written and composed by E.W. Rogers - 1904
Performed by Arthur Lennard (1867 - 1954)
From monologues.co.uk Music Hall Lyrics Collection
 
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