{"id":4253,"date":"2020-07-10T10:23:33","date_gmt":"2020-07-10T10:23:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/folksongandmusichall.com\/?page_id=4253"},"modified":"2020-11-21T16:17:46","modified_gmt":"2020-11-21T16:17:46","slug":"for-me-for-me","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/folksongandmusichall.com\/index.php\/for-me-for-me\/","title":{"rendered":"For me! For Me!"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
AKA<\/strong><\/td>Me me me me me
For me<\/td><\/tr>
First Published<\/td> 1895<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
Lyrics<\/strong><\/td>Harry Wincott<\/td>Music<\/strong><\/td>Harry Wincott\/ Joseph Tabrar snr<\/td>Roud<\/strong><\/td>RN5393<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
\n
Music Hall Performers<\/strong><\/td>Fred Earle<\/td><\/tr>
Folk performances<\/strong><\/td>Source Singers<\/strong>
Walter Pardon, 1978, Norfolk England
Morris Ogg, 1975, Lincolnshire England
Charlie Showers, 1982 Somerset England
Frank Jones, 1984, Birmingham England
George Fradley, 1984, Derbyshire England<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
\n
\n
Down our street, there is a blooming riot\nFive and twenty girls are waiting there\nAnd the Police, they cannot keep them quiet\nThey won't go, for, you know, every maiden fair ...\nFor me, for me, she's waiting there for me\nThey can wait 'til a man can swear\nThere's not a tart near Leicester Square\nHa ha, he he, I'm not going there, you see\nIf anyone knows a trick or two, 'tis me, me, me!\n\nDown our street, I met a country joskin\nAnd I had him for his watch and chain\nOn his snout, I hit him such a cosher\nHe fell whack, on his back, down in Drury Lane.\nFor me, for me, he's waiting there for me\nHe can wait 'til his watch can walk\nA blind man see and a dumb man talk\nHa ha, he he, I'm not going there, you see\nIf anyone knows a trick or two, 'tis me, me, me!\n\nOur landlord, without any warning\nThought he'd try a modern sort of plan\nHe went round to my house this morning\nWith a stick, nice and thick, and a broker's man\nFor me, for me, he's waiting there for me\nHe can wait 'til the moon shines green\nWhite hairs grow on a black man's chin\nHa ha, he he, I'm not going there, you see\nIf anyone knows a trick or two, 'tis me, me, me!\n\nDown our street, there is a cabby waiting\nAnd he thinks he's got a splendid fare\nAfter several hours hesitating\nI jumped out, for some stout, left him standing there\nFor me, for me, he's waiting there for me\nHe can wait 'til his horse drops dead\nWhite hairs grow on a black man's head\nHa ha, he he, I'm not going there, you see\nIf anyone knows a trick or two, 'tis me, me, me!<\/pre>\n<\/div><\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
Another risqu\u00e9 song sung by Fred Earle<\/a>, this not quite so well remembered as Seaweed<\/em>, but found the singing of several  late 20th-century English source singers. Written by Harry Wincott<\/a> – a  writer whose songs seem particularly popular amongst the singers that the folksong collectors collected from\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
An interesting Music Hall song,  a bragging song sung from the point of view of a “villain”. Nowhere near as shocking as Sam Hall<\/em> mind you ….. Not quite sure what the line White hairs grow on a black man’s chin<\/em> means, but I suspect it reflects a casual racism, so it’s one I would change  (and the “tart” reference too) if I was ever to sing it\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sources:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n