Any Old Iron

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