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First Published | 1909 |
Writer/composer | R P Weston / Fred J Barnes | Roud | RN27923 |
Music Hall Performers | Harry Champion |
Folk performances | Source Singers Gates, Arthur 1972 England : Modern performances Cosmotheka |
I was one of eighteen boys, all of us wore corduroys I was roughest of the gang, for my braces used to hang Dangling all around my feet, and Mother used to bawl Pointing to the text so neat, she'd hung upon the wall Never let your braces dangle. dingle, dingle, dangle Never thieve, don't deceive and never row or wrangle Stick to the right, get away from the bad Don't get as tight as your poor old Dad But the greatest motto of the lot, my lad Is never let your braces dangle. Once I went to Berkeley Hunt, I was standing well in front But I dropped my collar stud, so I knelt down in the mud Some short-sighted major saw my braces hung behind Jumped up on my back, oh lor, the thought came to my mind Never let your braces dangle. dingle, dingle, dangle Said fat Mac, upon my back, as me he tried to strangle 'Ho tally ho, Ho tally ho, Ain't you a horse?' And I answered, 'No' Then he pulled my reins, and then said 'Gee whoa' Never let your braces dangle. Drinking rum the other night, I set all the house alight So I scampered up the stair, squeezing thro' the skylight there Being fat, I stuck half way and ma-in-law below Grabbed my braces said, 'Hooray! With you I mean to go' Never let your braces dangle. dingle, dingle, dangle She said, 'John' as she hung on, 'To save me you must wangle' After the fire when the danger was o'er I got a bob on the medal I wore But I couldn't get tuppence for my mother-in-law So never let your braces dangle. Mrs Murphy's got a mat, 'tain't the skin of some tom cat On the floor it looks no doubt, like a man been flattened out I said to her, 'Mary Ann, your carpet does look queer' She said, 'That's my first old man' And whispered in my ear Never let your braces dangle. dingle, dingle, dangle Poor old sport, he got caught, and dragged right through the mangle Over the roller then he went, by gum And out he came like linoleum Now you've wiped your feet on his rum-tum-tum So never let your braces dangle' One night seated in the park, with a lady after dark Kidding I was Lord Mcduff, her younger brother _ what a rough Shouted, 'Hi, I know you by your braces round your feet' Saying, when upon the sly, he'd tied me to the seat Never let your braces dangle. dingle, dingle, dangle I was tied there side by side with Lucy, what a tangle Up came my wife and she called me a flirt I wriggled out of my pants for a cert. And she yelled as she hung on to the tails of my shirt Never let your braces dangle. Fed on oatmeal from a kid, I got very Scotch I did So I joined the Scotch Brigade, but first day on parade Round my knees my braces hung and straight I blushed with guilt Said the Colonel, 'Private Bung, when marching in your kilt. Never let your braces dangle. dingle, dingle, dangle You're not built for a kilt,' said Colonel Jock Mcfangle The wind's very high, very high on the heath And the girls won't smile or show their teeth If they think you've trousers underneath So never let your braces dangle. On a foggy afternoon once, we had to shoot the moon On the barrow I had got, bedstead, chairs and all the lot But I stuck it with a will, though people in the road Shouted, while up Highgate Hill I dragged my little load Never let your braces dangle. dingle, dingle, dangle Up that hill I stuck it till, my legs got in a tangle Got to the top, said a chap, 'Here we are' He undid my braces, and murmured 'Ta' For I'd been 'cock-horse' to his tramway car So never let your braces dangle
Another RP Weston song from the early 20th century still being sung in the later years of that century and today. It was a hit in the halls for Harry Champion, who we have come across before…
Cosmotheka sing it:
Sources:
- Entries in the Roud Indexes at the Vaughn Williams Memorial Library: https://archives.vwml.org/search/all:single[folksong-broadside-books]/0_50/all/score_desc/extended-roudNo_tr%3A27923
- Kilgarrif Sing Us
- Lyrics: monologues.co.uk
Last Updated on December 24, 2020 by John Baxter | Published: December 24, 2020