THE HORSE THE MISSIS DRIES THE CLOTHES ON | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I wanted to join the Yeomanry They told me I'd have to learn to ride a horse Of course, I'd have to ride a horse I went to a livery stable not so far from Charing Cross To hire a horse of course They said, 'Well, here's a horse.' And so, of course, I thought it was a horse It was a funny animal - the legs it had were four One at every corner, it could have done with several more The men bunked me up, I started away on my own But I don't think I shall ever learn to ride like Sloan. Chorus: You don't catch me on a gee-gee's back again It's not the kind of place that you can doze on The only horse that I think that I could manage Is the one the missis dries the clothes on. I'll never forget the feeling When that horrible quadruped got 'on the go' You know, I kept on shouting, 'Whoa' For what with wibberly wobbling and the bumping to and fro And so and so, what ho, we made a rotten show So that was why we went to Rotten Row At last the gee-gee stopped a bit and, looking over there Saw a beautiful girl with any amount of carrotty hair He rushed up behind, before I knew what he had done He had chewed a great big mouthful of the lady's bun. Chorus: I had to get off the gee-gee's back The lady with ginger hair was feeling sore But Lor, she soon began to roar I tried to get back to my place, but I perspired at ev'ry pore And something tore, I swore, when I was up once more For there was I stuck on behind before I grabbed the bounder by the tail - he dashed away of course Then the saddle began to slip and it took me under the horse The crowd gave a cheer - they thought I was having a spree But I said, when I came out of the infirmary, Chorus: |
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Performed by Frank Coyne (1875-1906) | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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