| ARCHIBALD, CERTAINLY NOT | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| It's no use me denying facts I'm henpecked you can see 'Twas on our wedding morn my wife Commenced to peck at me The wedding breakfast over I said “We'll start off today Upon out honeymoon” Then she yelled, “What, waste time that way?” Chorus: “Archibald - certainly not Get back to work, sir, like a shot When single you could waste time spooning But lose work now for honeymooning Archibald - certainly not.” I once strolled through a field, and there A mad bull came across It gambolled with me playfully And quickly won the toss Of course, I sued the owner The day the case was fought The judge exclaimed when I said “Let's have the bull in court” Chorus: “Archibald - certainly not! Just show what other evidence you've got But he cried when I said “Please forego it Because I must stand up to show it” “Archibald - certainly not!” A sportsman I have always been I've hunted with the hounds I've hunted too without them And it's cost me many pounds I can't afford to hunt now That I'm married , but one day The Wife remarked when I asked her If cricket I should play Chorus: “Archibald - certainly not! About this cricket game I've read a lot Besides, the last time you played at Dover I heard you'd bowled a maiden over Archibald - certainly not!” A lady named Miss Hewitt got On friendly terms with me She fell in love with me at once And then fell in the sea My wife came on the scene as I Threw coat and vest aside As other garments I slipped off To save the girl, she cried Chorus: “Archibald - certainly not! Desist at once disrobing on the spot You may show your pluck and save Miss Howitt But if you've got to strip to do it Archibald - certainly not!” At supper time last Sunday I Was hungry as could be A chicken on the table smelt Most savoury to me I longed for just a taster As I munched my jam and bread At last I said “Can I have just The beak? then my wife said Chorus: “Archibald - certainly not! You know that fowl for you was never got Eat chicken when to bed you're going Why, all night long I'll have you crowing Archibald - certainly not!” |
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| Performed by George Robey | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Written and composed by John L. St John & Alfred Glover - 1909 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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