Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song With My Little Ukulele In My Hand, artist - George Formby. Album song George Formby: England's Famed Clown Prince Of Song, in the genre Блюз
Date of issue: 25.07.2005
Record label: JSP
Song language: English
With My Little Ukulele In My Hand |
Now everybody’s got a crazy notion of their own |
Some like to mix up with a crowd, some like to be alone |
It’s no one else’s business as far as I can see |
But every time that I go out the people stare at me |
With my little ukulele in my hand, of course the people do not understand |
Some say why don’t you be a scout, why don’t you read a book? |
But I get lots more pleasure when I’m playing with my uke |
Of course I take no notice you can tell |
For mother’s sound advice will always stand |
She said «My boy do what I say and you’ll never go astray |
If you keep your ukulele in your hand, yes son |
Keep your ukulele in your hand.» |
While walking down the prom last night as peaceful as can be |
When some young girl said «what about a stroll down by the sea?» |
She said her name was Jane and that she’d just come for the day |
She looked so young and harmless that I couldn’t turn away |
So with my little ukulele in my hand, I took a stroll with Jane along the sand |
We walked along for miles without a single care or frown |
But when we reached the sand hills she said «Come on let’s sit down.» |
I felt so shy and bashful sitting there, 'cause the things I said she didn’t |
understand |
She said «Your love just turns me dizzy, come along big boy get busy» |
But I kept my ukulele in my hand, yes sir, I kept my ukulele in my hand |
Made up my mind that I’d get wed some eighteen months ago |
I also bought a book about the things you want to know |
But just about a week ago I got a awful fright |
I had to get dressed quickly in the middle of the night |
And with my little ukulele in my hand, I ran along the road for Dr. Brand |
It didn’t take him long to get his little bag of tools |
I held his hat and coat and let him have my book of rules |
Out of the bedroom door he looked and smiled |
He said, «Come inside and see your wife and child.» |
My heart it jumped with joy, I could see it was a boy |
For he had a ukulele in his hand, oh baby |
He had a ukulele in his hand |