Now Harry was a champion in their eyes
With his old green tie on
When he sung about hot meat pies
And any any any old iron
He was king of 'em all at the music hall
Or down at the Old Britannia
Singin' put a little treacle on me puddin' Mary Anne
Well you can't help laughing can ya?

Now academicals thought music halls weren't quite the proper thing
But it's commonly known that they don't like a song that everyone can sing
Then Rudyard Kipling made 'em think when he come out with a quotation
He said "music halls are a neccessary part of our civilization"

Now old Little Tich was four foot six and his name still now means small
He wore funny suits and great big boots as long as he was tall
He'd give his self a clout, chuck his self about and end up on tiptoe
Then he'd stand on his head and the people all said, "well done Little Tich, good show"

Well Harry was a champion in their eyes
With his old green tie on
When he sung about hot meat pies
And any any any old iron
He was king of 'em all at the music hall
Or down at the Old Britannia
Singin' put a little treacle on me puddin' Mary Anne
Well you can't help laughing can ya?

Now another bloke sung in a costermonger's way that bought him fame
He had a style that could make you smile Gus Eilen was his name
He soon become with the songs he sung a favourite of the working classes
And if it wasn't for the houses in between you could have seen to Hackney Marshes

Now some sing 'em some sweet songs about love that moved them all to tears
But old Harry said, "I ain't having none of my lot crying in their beers"
Them love songs are all very nice but I think that it's all been said
So he sung about pubs and ponies and grub and lodgers and old bald heads

Well Harry was a champion in their eyes
With his old green tie on
When he sung about hot meat pies
And any any any old iron
He was king of 'em all at the music hall
Or down at the Old Britannia
Singin' put a little treacle on me puddin' Mary Anne
Well you can't help laughing can ya?

Yes Harry was a champion in their eyes
With his old green tie on
When he sung about hot meat pies
And any any any old iron
He was king of 'em all at the music hall
Or down at the Old Britannia
Singin' put a little treacle on me puddin' Mary Anne
Well you can't help laughing can ya?
Singin' put a little treacle on me puddin' Mary Anne
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