When I were a lad I were so glad to go out in the daytime
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With me fork, and a bottle and a cork to help out in the haytime
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While tossin' hay upon the mound met young Lucy Bailey
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And I said my dear Are you often here, she said Yes sir, twice daily
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We had such fun in the summer sun, Lucy were so thrillin'
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Sweet and pure but I wern't sure that young maid were willin'
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Till one day among the hay we was working gaily
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She up's and slips and zomut rips and I went there twice daily
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(Oh Ah Oh I did too)
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She said dear I do feel queer think I outa tellee
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Tant new bread she sadly said that swelling up me belly
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Told her go to Doctor Joe off she went so gaily
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He gave a dollop of a gert thick jollop and said take this twice daily
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( Orriable stuff twer )
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Now Lucy's dad wer very mad, chased I 'round the haymound
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Said my son you've had your fun, the time has come to pay now
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My girl you'll wed, the old man said as he waved his shotgun gaily
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If you don't, he says, I'll put some lead and you won't go there twice daily
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(Ow painful that )
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Well the very next day in the month of May held the ceremony
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Paid off the vicar with a gallon of liquor, rode to church on a pony
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And the village folks from miles around waved and shouted gaily
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There's no doubt you'll get caught out if you goes there twice daily
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( They were right too (I did)
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Now to Lucy's joy she had a boy, what a little darlin'
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Round and fat as a Cheshire cat, perky as a starlin'
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Skin were smooth as a cider jar and they called him Buster Bailey
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Fed him on sweeds and charlotte weeds and a pint of scrump twice daily
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( Fat little bleeder too)
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Now we'me old, our story's told, been forty years together
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And we often stray where we tossed the hay in that old time summer weather
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Kids we've got full ten or more, we goes on quiet gaily
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Tho' I'm old and grey when I gets me way I still go there twice daily.
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Twice Daily
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| The Wurzels |
