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Traditional 'old time' cockney music hall sing along.
Being from 'oop North I don't understand some of the words!
Verse 1
CJust a week or two ago my poor old Uncle Bill
GWent and kicked the bucket and he left me in his Will
The Cother day I popped around to see poor Auntie Jane
She Gsaid your Uncle Bill has left to you a old watch and chain
CI put it on right across me vest
FThought I looked a dandy as it dangled on me chest
CJust to flash it off I started walking round about
A Glot of kiddies followed me and all began to shout
Chorus
CAny old iron any old iron any any any old Firon
GYou look neat talk about a treat
You look dapper from your napper to your feet
CDressed in style brand new tile
And your father's old green Ftie on
But I Cwouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain
Old iron old GirCon
Verse 2
CI went to the city once and I thought I'd have a spree
GThe Mayor of London he was there that's who I came to see
CHe dashed up at a canter in a carriage and a pair
I Gshouted Holler boys and threw my hat up in the air
CJust then the Mayor he began to smile
FSaw my face and then he shouted Lummy what a dial
CStarted Lord Mayoring an' I thought that I should die
When Gpointing to my watch and chain and he hollered to me Hi
Chorus
CAny old iron any old iron any any any old Firon
GYou look neat talk about a treat
You look dapper from your napper to your feet
CDressed in style brand new tile
And your father's old green Ftie on
But I Cwouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain
Old iron old GirCon
Verse 3
CJust to have a little bit of fun the other day
GMade up in my watch and chain I went and drew my pay
CThen got out with a lot of other colonels on the loose
I Ggot full right up to here in fourp'ny stagger juice
COne of them said we want a pot of ale
FRun him to the rag shop and we'll bung him on the scale
CI heard the fellow say what's in this bundle that you've got
Then Gwhisper to me kindly do you want to lose your lot
Chorus
CAny old iron any old iron any any any old Firon
GYou look neat talk about a treat
You look dapper from your napper to your feet
CDressed in style brand new tile
And your father's old green Ftie on
But I Cwouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain
Old iron old GirCon
Verse 4
CShan't forget when I got married to Selena Brown
The Gway that people laughed at me it made me feel a clown
CI began to wonder when their dials began to crack
If Gby mistake I'd got my Sunday trousers front to back
CI wore my chain on me Darby-kel
The Fsun was shining on it and made me look a swell
CThe organ started playing and the bells began to ring
Me Gchain began to rattle so the choir began to sing
Chorus
CAny old iron any old iron any any any old Firon
GYou look neat talk about a treat
You look dapper from your napper to your feet
CDressed in style brand new tile
And your father's old green Ftie on
But I Cwouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain
Old iron old GirCon C G C