Search Results
Your search for Charles Whittle found the following documents (of 3910 documents searched):
Displaying documents 1-6 of 6, with best matches first:

1. My Girl's A Yorkshire Girl - Charles R. Whittle ~ Florrie Gallimore
Chorus: 'My girls a Yorkshire girl, Yorkshire through and through My girl's a Yorkshire girl Eh by gum, she's champion Though she's a factory lass, and wears no fancy clothes I've a sort of a Yorkshire relish for my little Yorkshire Rose.'
URL: - 11KB - 15 Sep 2013
2. Let's All Go Down The Strand - Charles R. Whittle
Chorus: Let's all go down the Strand Let's all go down the Strand I'll be leader you can march behind Come with me and see what we can find Let's all go down the Strand That's the place for fun and noise All among the girls and boys. So let's all go down the Strand.
URL: - 11KB - 15 Sep 2013
3. We All Go The Same Way Home - Charles R. Whittle
Chorus: 'We all go the same way home All the whole collection in the same direction All go the same way home so there's no need to part at all We all go the same way home Let's be gay and hearty, don't break up the party We'll cling together like the ivy on the old garden wall.'
URL: - 11KB - 15 Sep 2013
4. I'm Dunn, Mister Dunn - Charles R. Whittle
I'm Tommy Dunn from Yorkshire, and the day I came to town I borrowed a portmanteau, and the name on it was Brown And when I got to London, and alighted from the train A girl called out, 'Good morningn Brown, why there you are again. Come to see the dairy show?' I stared at her and answered, 'No
URL: - 12KB - 15 Sep 2013
5. Billy Muggins - Charles R. Whittle
My name is Billy Muggins, but for that I'm not to blame Some people say that I am just as silly as my name I'm working at a factory, my work mates never mix with me Each night they all go in the pub, while I go home and have some grub. Chorus: I'm Billy Muggins - commonly known as a Juggins Silly Billy, that's what my friends call me I'm quite content with my own little lot I mean...
URL: - 12KB - 18 Oct 2012
6. Ev'rybody Promises Me Something - Charles R. Whittle
Chorus: Ev'rybody promises me something, nobody says, 'Go away.' Ev'rybody says they'll give me something, some day, some day When I say the fortune's dead against me They all reply, 'Don't fret.' Then they promise to lend, but in the end Promises are all I get.
URL: - 11KB - 22 Sep 2012

Documents 1-6 of 6 displayed.

Monologues Home   Music Hall Home