One thing after another
Some Music Hall songs are just a series of jokes linked by a chorus…
Far Far Away
Far, far away (1912)
Fol-the-rol-lol
For months and months and months
In Our Backyard Last Night
In these old Lavender Trousers
It won’t last very very long
Little by little and bit by bit
Little shirt that mother made for me, The
Never let your braces dangle
Nobody noticed me
Put a bit of powder on it, Father
Seaweed
Up I came with my little lot
Village pump, The
Whole Hog or None, The
We’ve all been havin’ a go at it