{"id":12251,"date":"2021-08-20T06:09:47","date_gmt":"2021-08-20T06:09:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/folksongandmusichall.com\/?page_id=12251"},"modified":"2025-12-15T07:34:05","modified_gmt":"2025-12-15T07:34:05","slug":"__trashed","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/folksongandmusichall.com\/index.php\/__trashed\/","title":{"rendered":"I played my concertina"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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First Published<\/td>1909<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

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Writer\/composer<\/td>Worton David \/ HC Lovell<\/td>Roud<\/strong><\/td>RN23590<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

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Music Hall Performers<\/strong><\/td>Sam Mayo<\/td><\/tr>
Folk performances<\/strong><\/td>Collected from the singing of:<\/strong>
Desmond Price; England, Warwickshire; 1967<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
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This concertina you must know I take with me where'er I go\nWhile I was sailing out abroad, my poor wife she fell overboard\nI cried, 'I am a selfish clown, I can't stand here and see her drown.'\nSo I shut my eyes and sat me down and played my concertina.\n\nOne day whilst bathing in the sea, some ladies had a game with me.\nThose naughty ladies, sad to say, they pinched my clothes and ran away.\n\"Give me my clothes,\" I had to screech but they stuck to them just like a leech,\nSo I walked home along the beach and played my concertina.\n\nOnce in a pantomime in Crewe I played the Prince of Ranjipoo\nOne night my wife popped on the scene and saw me kiss the fairy queen\nWhen I got home she glared at me 'You'll play that part no more,' said she\n'Tomorrow night you'll stay with me and play your concertina.'\n\nMy wife was taken ill one night, I rushed at once to Doctor White\nWhen I got there I rang the bell, the doctor came and shouted, 'Well?'\nSaid he, 'My boy, what brings you here, at twelve o' clock at night? It's queer.'\nI said, 'I thought you'd like to hear me play my concertina.'\n\nAt the Grand Hotel my wife one night she went downstairs without a light\nShe said, 'Play your concertina, Joe, and then our room I'm sure to know.'\nI played for quite three hours or more then she rushed in and cried, 'Oh lor\nI didn't know the man next door could play the concertina.'\n\nLast year to see the Lord Mayor's Show I took a little girl named Flo\n'Now let me keep my hand,' I said, 'Upon your purse,' but she blushed red\nSaid she, 'You can't do that I fear, then she cried with a saucy leer\n'My purse is in my stocking, dear.' so I played my concertina.\n\nFor a donkey ride I went one day and in my usual careless way,\nI pinned my concertina to the donkey's tail, and off we flew.\nI gave a shout as we set sail, he jumped me up till I felt pale,\nAnd every time he wagged his tail, it played my concertina.\n\nI recently saw a peculiar thing, a lady she sat upon a swing\nA little girl was placed on high, to ring the bell she had to try\nShe hit the bell and it did ring and it did play God save the King\nAnd I sat underneath the swing and played me concertina.<\/pre>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
A song from the early 20th century Halls, written by\u00a0Worton David<\/a> with music by HC Lovell, performed in the Halls by\u00a0\u00a0Sam Mayo<\/a><\/a>, a recording of him singing it can be  found on the Windyridge CD\/download I’m going to sing a song<\/a><\/em>. It was collected from the singing of Desmond Price by Fred Hamer in 1967.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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As sung by recording artist, Arthur Osmond for Edison Records:<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
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