Tengo Mucho Que Aprender De Ti
Composer(s): Ana Magdalena - Manuel Alejandro
Performer(s): Emmanuel
and multiple other artists



Enséñame, enséñame
A ser feliz como lo eres tú
A dar amor como me lo das tú
A perdonar como perdonas tú
Sin recordar el daño nunca más, nunca más
Anda, enséñame, enséñame
A consolar como consuelas tú
A confiar como confías tú
A repartir sonrisas como tú
Sin esperar a cambio nada más, nada más
Tengo mucho que aprender de ti, amor
Tengo mucho que aprender de ti, amor
Tu dulzura y fortaleza, tu manera de entregarte
Tu tesón por conquistarme cada día
Tengo mucho que aprender de ti, amor
Tengo mucho que aprender de ti, amor
Como olvidas los enfados
Como cumples las promesas
Como guías nuestros pasos cada día
Enséñame, enséñame
A no mentir como no mientes tú
A no envidiar como no envidias tú
A ahogar las penas como lo haces tú
A compartir la dicha como tú, al igual que tú

My One And Only Love 
Composer(s): Robert Mellin; Guy Wood
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra



The very thought of you makes my heart sing
Like an April breeze on the wings of spring
And you appear in all your splendor
My one and only love 

The shadows fall and spread their mystic charms
In the hush of night while you’re in my arms
I feel your lips so warm and tender
My one and only love 

The touch of your hand is like heaven
A heaven that I’ve never known
The blush on your cheek whenever I speak
Tells me that you are my own 

You fill my aching heart with such desire
Every kiss sets my soul on fire
I give myself in sweet surrender
My one and only love

Gray Morn
Composer(s): George O'Neil;
J. Morris Ward; Clinton Standish



Slowly the shadows fail 
slowly a silver veil floats above the hills and a robin trills

Lighter the heaven glows 
brighter the morning's rose thru' 
the failing gloom trembles into bloom

Gray morn has come and the sun is ascending but in the robin's
song of glad notes, sad notes blending, tell of a longing, and
hope never ending echo my heart that is still, Gray Morn

Tengo Miedo De Volver
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo



Su sensación, su calidez
su corazón, mi palidez
Sólo una vez se puede amar
como esa vez
Sólo una vez, cerca del mar

Su sensación, mi soledad
su corazón, mi vanidad
No sé qué fue, no sé
lo que pasó
ahora yo vuelvo a ese lugar
con temor
de no sentirte una vez más
una vez más, cerca del mar
una vez más
Tal vez, pueda entender
que nuestro amor, fue sólo el mar

La sensación al regresar
Ese temor de no encontrar
su corazón, su voz, su claridad
un beso suyo junto al mar
Su sensación, su calidez
su corazón, mi palidez
No sé qué fue, no sé, lo que pasó
ahora yo vuelvo a ese lugar
con temor
de no sentirte una vez más
una vez más, cerca del mar
una vez más
Tal vez pueda entender
que nuestro amor
fue sólo el mar

My One And Only Highland Fling
Composer(s): Harry Warren; Ira Gershwin
Performer(s): Fred Astaire & Ginger Rogers
and various other artists



Fred:
Though we're called a people of serious mind
'Tis often we dance, 'tis often we sing

Ginger:
And bein' as human as all human-kind
We arrren't superior to havin' a fling

Fred:
I'm taking the fling of a lifetime

Ginger:
The fling of a husband and wife-time

Fred:
A-when I a-went rrromancing
I a-gave no thought to any wedding rrring
Every bonnie lassie was
My highland fling

A-no chance was I chancing
I' a-m not the man ya dangle on a strrring
I was canny waitin' for the
Rrreal, rrreal thing

A-though I danced each girrrl in a twist and a-twirrrl
Ney one would do
And I went a-my way 'til the fatal day
In the fling I was flung a-with you
Ohhhh....

Now my hearrrt is prancin'
A-gay as a larrrk and happy as a king
The yearrrs I'll weatherrr, in the hame on the heatherrr
With my one and only highland fling

I thought you werrre fallin' for Andy MacPherson

Ginger:
Ney, ney. He became an impossible person
But what about you and that Connie MacKenzie?

Fred:
She talked when I putted and drrrove me to frenzie
But what of the lad known as Bobby MacDougal?

Ginger:
It pays to be thrifty, but he was too frugal
And werrren't ya daft about Megan McDerrmot?

Fred:
I tasted her cooking 
T'would make me a hermit
How jealous I was of McDonald McCutcheon

Ginger:
His neck had a head on, but therrre wasn't much in

Fred:
And what about Sandy?

Ginger:
His hands were too handy
And wasn't therrre a Jenny?

Fred:
I'm not wantin' any...
I'm not wantin' any but you

Ginger:
When I went a-dancin'
No special lad I was encourrragin'
Every lackly laddie was
My highland fling

No glance I was glancin'
Well, nothin' rrreally worth a-mentionin'
Hopin', watchin', waitin' for the
Rrreal, rrreal thing

Though they spoke me soft in the moonlit oft'
Ney one would do
'Til it came to pass to this lucky lass
In a fling I was flung with you
Ohhh....

Now my hearrrt is prrrancin'
Nothin' about ya I'd be alterin'
The yearrrs I'll weatherrr, in the hame on the heatherrr
With me one and only highland fling

Gravy Waltz
Composer(s): Ray Brown; Steve Allen
Performer(s): Joe Williams;
and various other artists



Pretty mamma’s in the kitchen this glorious day
Smell the gravy simmerin’ nearly half a mile away
Lady morning glory, I say good morning to you
Chirpy little chickadee told me that my baby was true

Well, she really ran to get her frying pan
When she saw me coming
Gonna get a taste before it goes to waste
This honeybee’s humming
Mister Weeping Willow, I’m through with all of my faults
‘cause my baby’s ready to do the ever new gravy waltz

Well, she really ran to get her frying pan
When she saw me coming
I’m gonna get a taste before it goes to waste
This honeybee’s humming
Mister Weeping Willow, I’m through with all of my faults
‘cause my baby’s ready to do the ever new gravy waltz

Mr Weeping Willow, I’m through with all of my faults
‘cause my baby is ready to do the ever new gravy
Mmm, nice gravy dear, waltz

Tengo Los Pies De Viento
Performer(s): Victor Heredia



Tengo los pies de viento
y el corazón de cielo
para andar los caminos
por donde va mi pueblo
Mil cosas me detienen
pero otras mil me empujan
y elevo mi guitarra
llena de primaveras
para cantar con ella
las coplas de mi gente
Cómo explicarte a ti
Antonia Jesús Heredia
cómo explicarte a ti
a ti madre querida
si eres pura simpleza
simple como mi pueblo
sangre de mi semilla
Que tengo pies de viento
y corazón de cielo
para andar los caminos
por donde va mi pueblo
Cómo explicarte a ti
mi padre querido amigo
cómo explicarte a ti
lo que siento y escucho
cómo explicarte a ti
si eres lo que yo canto
lo que me duele y grito
sangre de mi semilla
Que tengo pies de viento
y corazón de cielo
para andar los caminos
por donde va mi pueblo
Cómo explicarte a ti
mi dulce compañera
cómo explicarte a ti
si tú ya me conoces
cómo explicarte a ti
si eres la luz del día
donde ilumino el canto
sangre de mi semilla
Que tengo pies de viento
y corazón de cielo
para andar los caminos
por donde va mi pueblo
por donde va mi pueblo
mi pueblo, mi pueblo, mi pueblo...

My One And Only
Composer(s): George Gershwin; Ira Gershwin
Performer(s): Fred Astaire
and various other artists



My one and only
What am I gonna do if you turn me down
When I'm so crazy over you

I'd be so lonely
Where am I gonna go if you turn me down
Why blacken all my skies of blue

I tell you I'm not asking any miracle
It can be done, it can be done
I know a clergyman who will roll lyrical
And make us one, and make us one

So my one and only
There isn't a reason why you should turn me down
When I'm so crazy over you

To show affection in your direction
You know I'm fit and able
I more then merely love you sincerely
My cards are on the table

Say there must be lots of other men you hypnotise
All of a sudden I've begun to realise
As follows....

My one and only
...if you turn me down
When I'm so crazy over you
I'd be so lonely
...if you turn me down
Why blacken all my skies of blue

I tell you I'm not asking any miracle
I know a clergyman who will roll lyrical

Oh my one and only
...if you turn me down
When I'm so crazy over you

Gravy
Performer(s): Dee Dee Sharp



(C'mon baby, I need gravy!)
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gravy tonight

I know you danced the mash potato fine
But that don't show me that you're really mine
What's your dancin' without romancin'?
So put that somethin' extra on the line!

Gimme gravy
On my mash potatoes
Gimme gravy
C'mon and treat me right
Gimme gravy
Baby, you're the greatest
So gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gravy tonight

I dig this twistin' but I want some more
There's somethin' missin' while we're on the floor
C'mon baby, I want some gravy
A little kissing's what I'm waiting for

Gimme gravy
On my mash potatoes
Gimme gravy
C'mon and treat me right
Gimme
(Gravy)
Baby, you're the greatest
So gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gravy tonight
Yeah!

Now when the mash potato's finally through
There's lots of groovy, gravy things to do
Lots of lovin', kiss and huggin'
I wanna ride that gravy train with you

Gimme gravy
On my mash potatoes
Gimme gravy
C'mon and hold me tight
Gimme gravy
Baby, you're the greatest
So gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gravy tonight

Gimme gravy
On my mash potatoes
Gimme gravy
C'mon and treat me right
Gimme gravy

Baby, you're the greatest
So gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gravy tonight
Gimme...

Tenez-Vous Bien
Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo



Pour une fois je m'étais décidé à semer mes principes
Pour une fois je m'étais écrié ce soir je m'émancipe
Très sûr de moi j'avais mes beaux souliers j'suis entré dans la danse
Y avait pas d'quoi être maître de ballet pour garder la cadence

Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je suis plein d'idées folles
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je prends la parole

Là devant moi y avait une de ces filles comme on colle aux affiches
Au fond de moi y avait comme un génie qui me criait: chiche!
Et c'est ainsi que bravant la fumée je lui lance une œillade
Je suis verni car la belle subjuguée tombe dans l'embuscade

Crénom de nom! fallait-il que je l'aime pour suer de la sorte
Sacré démon qui faisait rimer je t'aime avec va vers la porte

Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je suis plein d'idées folles
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je prends la parole

Il est trois heures je suis seul dans mon coin garçon encore un, vite!
Ayez bon cœur ce n'est si bien je veux vivre la suite
Remontez donc cette fichue machine à fabriquer les rêves
J'ai d'quoi payer, je travaille à l'usine encore un et j'me lève

Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je suis plein d'idées folles
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je prends la parole
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je suis plein d'idées folles
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je prends la parole...

My One And Only
Composer(s): Lynsey de Paul
Performer(s): Lynsey de Paul



Oo wee 
Ooooh…
The summer’s over…

Sha-la-la, ooh, sha-la-la, ooh
Sha-la-la, ooh, sha-la-la, ooh

Everybody told me summer love won’t last
When I’m back in school
You’ll be in the past
But I know that just could never be
No, no, no, no

So darling
Won’t you be my one and only
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
My darling
Won’t you
Call me if you’re lonely
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you

Sha-la-la, ooh, sha-la-la, ooh, Sha-la-la, ooooh,

Maybe we will meet next year again
Walking in the sand
This can’t be the end
I will love you for eternity
No, no, no, no

So darling
Won’t you be my one and only
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
My darling
Won’t you
Call me if you’re lonely
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you

And even though you’re far away
I’ll never forget you now or any day
Doo doo doo doo

Won’t You
Won’t you be my one and only
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
My darling
Won’t you call me if you’re lonely
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you

Sha-la-la ooh, Sha-la-la ooh
Sha-la-la ooh, Sha-la-la
oooh

My darling
Won’t you be my one and only
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
My darling
Won’t you call me if you’re lonely…

Graveyard Train
Composer(s): John Fogerty
Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival; 
Steve Wynn



On the highway, thirty people lost their lives
On the highway, thirty people lost their lives
Well, I had some words to holler, and my Rosie took a ride

In the moonlight, see the greyhound rollin’ on
In the moonlight, see the greyhound rollin’ on
Flyin’ through the crossroads, Rosie ran into the hound

For the graveyard, thirty boxes made of bone
For the graveyard, thirty boxes made of bone
Mister undertaker, take this coffin from my home

In the midnight, hear me cryin’ out her name
In the midnight, hear me cryin’ out her name
I’m standin’ on the railroad, waitin’ for the graveyard train

On the highway, thirty people turned to stone
On the highway, thirty people turned to stone
Oh, take me to the station, ’cause I’m number thirty-one

Tenement Symphony
Composer(s): Hal Borne - Sid Kuller - Ray Golden
Performer(s): Tony Martin 
and multiple other artists



Schubert wrote a symphony
Too bad he didn’t finish it
Gershwin took a chord in ‘G’
Proceeded to diminish it
I sought a variation
on a theme that I thought pretty
And I found my inspiration
on the east side of the city

The Cohens and the Kellys
The Campbells and Vermicellis
All form a part of my tenement symphony

The Cohen’s pianola
The Kellys and their victrola
All warm the heart of my tenement symphony

The Campbells come tumb’lin’ down the stairs
Hoodlie-ah, hoodlie-ah, hoodlie-ah
Oh Marie, oh Marie
You’ll be late for your date with Izzy

And from this confusion
I dreamed of a grand illusion
It’s my tenement symphony in four flats

And from this confusion
I dreamed of a grand illusion
It’s my tenement symphony in four flats

My Old Timey Baby
Composer(s): Dan Hicks
Performer(s): Dan Hicks



Dan: My, you girls are sure lookin' nice tonight
Girls: Thanks, Dan
Dan: Yeah, you remind me of a girl who lives in my apartment complex
Girls: Oh, Yeah?
Dan: Really 
I don't know where she does her shoppin', but man what style!

She's a bit old timey, but that's alright with me
She wears a dress of velvet that hangs below her knees, her knees
She's a bit old-fashioned, as all the world can see
The cameo she wears upon her bosom, puts me in ecstasy, ecstasy
Yes she's her own grandmother, that's what they're telling me
But my old timey baby is swell enough for me, you see...

She plays her old victrola
The lamp is low, kerosene you know
We lie upon her bed
The patchwork quilt beneath her head
Or while her wheel is spinning
She sews some lace or we embrace
Or when we go out strolling, the world can plainly see
That my old timey baby is swell enough, she's young enough
She's hip enough for me...

Gratification
Composer(s): Robert B. Sherman; Richard M. Sherman
Performer(s): Johnny Whitaker



Boys Chorus:
You call this work?
Well, ain't that funny
We ain't doin' this for money
Heck, it's just a regular
Privilege to be occupied
It's a source of pride
Anyone can swim and fish on a Saturday
Anyone can just lay down
Layin' in a hammock,
Layin' in the grass
Like a lazy, no-good hound

Tom:
They just know that I'm softhearted
I was barely getting' started
Now I'm givin' all of my fun away
They keep beggin' me
And I'm generous

I mean, when's the last time
You could slosh a bucket
Full of wash on a mile of fence?
Look at them smilin'
And havin' a time
And all at my expense

Boys Chorus:
And you get that deep down inside gratifaction
Gratifyin' satisfac—
Well, I mean that deep-down inside gratifaction
Oh, how good you feel
When your shoulder's to the wheel

You don't need nothin' except ambition
Elbow grease for ammunition
And bang, what a righteous glow you get
From honest sweat,
It's a natural bet

Anyone who puts his
Nose to the grindstone
Is gonna get a great reward
Your eyes will see the glory of
The coming of the Lord

And you get that deep-down inside gratifaction
Pure enjoyment from employ—
Well, I mean that deep-down inside gratifaction
Oh, how good you feel
When your shoulder's to the wheel

You don't need nothin' except ambition
Elbow grease for ammunition
And bang, what a righteous glow you get
From honest sweat
It's a natural bet

Anyone who puts his
Nose to the grindstone
Is gonna get a great reward
Your eyes will see the glory of
The coming of the Lord

And you get that deep-down inside gratifaction
And you get that deep down inside gratifaction
Gratifyin' satisfac—
Well, I mean that deep-down inside gratifaction
Oh, how good you feel
When your shoulder's to the wheel

Tendre Cathy
Composer(s): P. Carli - Marchetti - Bertini
Performer(s): Christian Delagrange



Tu es Cathy seule sans défense
À peine sortie de l'enfance
Tu verses déjà trop de larmes
Pour un amour déçu

Tu es Cathy bien trop fragile
Aimer n'est pas toujours facile
Mais tu es belle et à ton age
On ne meurt pas d'amour

Tendre Cathy n'ai plus de peine
Regarde tous ces gens qui t'aiment
La vie est pleine de promesses
de tendresse et de joie

Jolie Cathy tu dois sourire
et retrouver le goût de vivre
Si tu le veux viens je t'emmène
Redécouvrir l'amour

La La La La...
Si tu le veux viens je t'emmène
Redécouvrir l'amour
La La La La...
Si tu le veux viens je t'emmène
Redécouvrir l'amour

My Old Man's A Dustman
Composer(s): Peter Buchanan;
Lonnie Donegan; Beverley Thorne
Performer(s): Lonnie Donegan
and various other artists



Now here's a little story
To tell it is a must
About an unsung hero
That moves away your dust 

Some people make a fortune
Others earn a mint
My old man don't earn much
In fact he's flippin' skint

Oh, my old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat
He looks a proper nana
In his great big hobnail boots
He's got such a job to pull them up
That he calls 'em daisy roots 

Some folks give tips at Christmas
And some of them forget
So when he picks their bins up
He spills some on the step
Now one old man got nasty
And to the council wrote
Next time my old man went round there
He punched him up the throat

Oh my old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat

Lonnie: I say, I say, Les
Les: Yes?
Lonnie: I, er, I found a police dog in my dustbin
Les: Well how do you do know he's a police dog?
Lonnie: He had a policeman with him

Though my old man's a dustman
He's got an 'eart of gold,
He got married recently
Though he's eighty-six years old
We said "'Ere, hang on, Dad
You're getting past your prime"
He said "Well, when you get to my age
It helps to pass the time" 

Oi! My old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat

Lonnie: I say, I say, I say!
Les: Huh?
Lonnie: My dustbin's full of lilies
Les: Well throw 'em away then!
Lonnie: I can't: Lily's wearing them

Now one day whilst in a hurry
He missed a lady's bin
He hadn't gone but a few yards
When she chased after him
"What game do you think you're playing?"
She cried right from the 'eart
"You've missed me, am I too late?"
"No, jump up on the cart!" 

Oi! My old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat

Lonnie: I say, I say, I say!
Les: Not you again!
Lonnie: My dustbin's absolutely full with toadstools
Les: How do you know it's full?
Lonnie: 'Cos there's not mushroom inside

He found a tiger's head one day
Nailed to a piece of wood
The tiger looked like miserable
But I suppose he should
Just then from out a window
A voice began to wail
It said "Oi! Where's me tiger's head?"
"Four foot from his tail" 

Oh my old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat
Next time you see a dustman
Looking all pale and sad
Don't kick him in the dustbin
It might be my old dad

Grasshopper Mac Clain
Composer(s): Stuart Hamblen
Performer(s): Jimmy Dean



Me and that navy ain't speakin' at sailin' I tell you I'm through
On the advice of a doc I got me a shock I had to have somethin' to do
These nerves I got are from soakin' too long when the ship got hit by a plane
And right here about four years back I met Grasshopper MacClain
The sun was a burnin' and the desert red hot when his mother drove in with a flat
She went inside to cool off with a beer and I saw her kid in the back
He lay on the seat in the swelterin' heat with hair the color of flame
A red headed mite but smilin' and bright was little ol' Grasshopper MacClain
I fixed her tyre and was totin' him round when she asked me how much she owed
I just laughed and said boy I settle for him
And to my surprice she drove off down the road
I figured she'd sober and come hurryin' back but for three long years she never came
And all that time I was mother and dad to little ol' Grasshopper MacClain
I'd tell him of ships I'd sailed on the seas when I put him in bed at night
And that freckle faced kid was as sharp as a tack and quick as a mate for a fight
I thought I'd wait till he growed a bit and let him pick out his own name
One day he came in with a bug in his hand and he said me Grasshopper MacClain
Oh he'd mimic my walk and he'd mimic my talk
Like my shadow he just tagged me around
Even had to be checked every time I was checked by the navy doc over the town
The doc'd laugh and thump his little ole chest and say feller you're right as rain
Then he'd turn to me and tell me that I'd be a new man
Thanks to Grasshopper MacClain
I guess you wonder why I'm tellin' you this well that's why I'm here doin' time
For a bang and a sheriff and a red headed dame that came to take what was mine
Oh but you should've seen the way he fought you could tell that kid was navy trained
But this lonely cell wouldn't be so much like hell if I only had Grasshopper MacClain

Tenderness On The Block
Composer(s): Jackson Browne - Warren Zevon
Performer(s): Warren Zevon; Shawn Colvin



Mama, where's your pretty little girl tonight
Trying to run before she can walk - that's right
She's growing up
She has a young man waiting
She's growing up
She has a young man waiting
Wide eyes
She'll be street-wise
To the lies
And the jive talk
She'll find true love
And tenderness on the block

Daddy, don't you ask her when she's coming in
And when she's home don't ask her where she's been
She's going out
She has a young man waiting
She's going out
Can't keep her young man waiting
She'll be okay
Let her have her day
It's a long way
It's a long walk
She'll find true love
And tenderness on the block

I know how much it hurts to see her go
She has a mind of her own, you know
She's all grown up
She has a young man waiting
She's all grown up
She has a young man waiting
She was wide-eyed
Now she's street-wise
To the lies
And the jive talk
She'll find true love
And tenderness on the block
She'll find true love
And tenderness on the block

My Old Man (Said Follow The Van) (aka Don't Dilly Dally On The Way)
Composer(s): Charles Collins - Fred W. Leigh
Performer(s): Mary Lloyd



We had to move away
'Cos the rent we couldn't pay
The moving van came round just after dark
There was me and my old man
Shoving things inside the van
Which we'd often done before, let me remark
We packed all that could be packed
In the van, and that's a fact
And we got inside all that we could get inside
Then we packed all we could pack
On the tailboard at the back
Till there wasn't any room for me to ride
My old man said: "Foller the van
And don't dilly-dally on the way"
Off went the van wiv me 'ome packed in it
I walked be'ind wiv me old cock linnet
But I dillied and dallied
Dallied and dillied
Lost me way and don't know where to roam
And you can't trust a "Special"
Like the old-time copper
When you can't find your way home
I gave a helping hand
With the marble wash hand-stand
And straight, we wasn't getting on so bad
All at once, the car-man bloke
Had an accident and broke
Well, the nicest bit of china that we had
You'll understand, of course
I was cross about the loss
Same as any other human woman would
But I soon got over that
What with "two out" and a chat
'Cos it's little things like that what does you good
My old man said: "Foller the van
And don't dilly-dally on the way"
Off went the van wiv me 'ome packed in it
I walked be'ind wiv me old cock linnet
But I dillied and dallied
Dallied and dillied
Lost me way and don't know where to roam
Oh! I'm in such a mess
I don't know the new address
Don't even know the blessed neighbourhood
And I feel as if I might
Have to stay out here all night
And that ain't a goin' to do me any good
I don't make no complaint
But I'm coming over faint
What I want now's a good substantial feed
And I sort 'o kind 'o feel
If I don't soon have a meal
I shall have to rob the linnet of its seed!
My old man said: "Foller the van
And don't dilly-dally on the way"
Off went the van wiv me 'ome packed in it
I walked be'ind wiv me old cock linnet
But I dillied and dallied
Dallied and dillied
Lost me way and don't know where to roam