Misc Traditional – Any Old Iron (Guitar)

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Just a week or two ago my poor old Uncle Bill

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Went and kicked the bucket and he left me in his Will

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The other day I popped around to see poor Auntie Jane

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She said your Uncle Bill has left to you a old watch and chain

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I put it on right across me vest

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Thought I looked a dandy as it dangled on me chest

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Just to flash it off I started walking round about

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A lot of kiddies followed me and all began to shout

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Any old iron any old iron any any any old iron

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You look neat talk about a treat

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Dressed in style brand new tile

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And your father's old green tie on

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But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain

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Old iron old iron   

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I went to the city once and I thought I'd have a spree

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The Mayor of London he was there that's who I came to see

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He dashed up at a canter in a carriage and a pair

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I shouted Holler boys and threw my hat up in the air

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Just then the Mayor he began to smile

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Saw my face and then he shouted Lummy what a dial

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Started Lord Mayoring an' I thought that I should die

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When pointing to my watch and chain and he hollered to me Hi

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Any old iron any old iron any any any old iron

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You look neat talk about a treat

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Dressed in style brand new tile

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And your father's old green tie on

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But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain

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Old iron old iron   

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Just to have a little bit of fun the other day

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Made up in my watch and chain I went and drew my pay

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Then got out with a lot of other colonels on the loose

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I got full right up to here in fourp'ny stagger juice

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One of them said we want a pot of ale

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Run him to the rag shop and we'll bung him on the scale

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I heard the fellow say what's in this bundle that you've got

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Then whisper to me kindly do you want to lose your lot

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Any old iron any old iron any any any old iron

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You look neat talk about a treat

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Dressed in style brand new tile

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And your father's old green tie on

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But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain

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Old iron old iron   

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Shan't forget when I got married to Selena Brown

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The way that people laughed at me it made me feel a clown

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I began to wonder when their dials began to crack

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If by mistake I'd got my Sunday trousers front to back

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I wore my chain on me Darby-kel

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The sun was shining on it and made me look a swell

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The organ started playing and the bells began to ring

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Me chain began to rattle so the choir began to sing

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Any old iron any old iron any any any old iron

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You look neat talk about a treat

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Dressed in style brand new tile

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And your father's old green tie on

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But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain

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Old iron old iron