The Grand Old Playhouse Music Hall - Song Sheets 

I'm Henery the Eighth

I'm Henery the Eighth, I am!

Henery the Eighth, I am I am!

I got married to the widow next door

She's been married seven times before

And every one was an Henery

She wouldn't have a Willie or a Sam

I'm her eighth old man named Henery

Henery the Eighth I am!

Cockney Medley

Wotcher! Knocked 'Em In The Old Kent Road

Wotcher! All the neighbours cried

Who you're goin' to meet, Bill?

Have you bought the street, Bill?

Laugh! I thought I should have died,

Knocked 'em in the Old Kent Road!

A Little Bit of Cucumber 

I like pickled onions, I like piccalilli

Pickled cabbage is all right

With a bit of cold meat on a Sunday night

I can go tomatoes, but what I do prefer

Is a little bit of cucum - cucum - cucum, 

Little bit of cucumber!

Any Old Iron

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, with your father's old green tie on

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

Old iron, old iron!

Don't Dilly Dally On The Way

My old man said "Follor the van, and don't dilly dally on the way!"

Off went the cart with me home packed in it

I walked behind with me old cock linnet

But I dillied and dallied, dallied and dillied

Lost the van and don't know where to roam

I stopped on the way to have the old half quartern

And I can't find my way home!

I don't want to play in your yard

I don't want to play in your yard, I don't like you anymore

You'll be sorry when you see me swinging on our garden door

You can't holler down our rain barrel, you shan't climb my apple tree

No, I don't want to play in your yard, if you won't be good to me

CLOSING MEDLEY

My Old Dutch

We've been togther now for forty years, and it don't seem a day too much

There ain't a lady livin' in the land as I'd swap for my dear old Dutch

There ain't a lady livin' in the land as I'd swap for my dear old Dutch

Down At The Old Bull & Bush

Come, come, come and make eyes at me

Down at the Old Bull and Bush

Come, come, drink some port wine with me

Down at the Old Bull and Bush

Hear the little German band (da da da da da da da)

Just let me hold your hand dear

Do, do, come and have a drink or two

Down at the old Bull and Bush (Bush, Bush)!