| THE LORD MAYOR'S COACHMAN | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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The Lord Mayor had a coachman, and the Coachman's name was John Said the Lord Mayor to the coachman, 'Take your wages and begone.' I want a better driver, for I'm going to see the Queen.' Said John, 'I am the finest coachman that was ever seen. And if you'll let me drive today, I'll show I can't be beat For I'll drive to Buckingham Palace and I won't go through a street.' 'You must be mad,' the Lord Mayor said, 'But still I'll humour you But remember that you lose your place the first street you go through.' Chorus: The coachman gave the Lord Mayor, The Lord Mayor, the Lord Mayor The coachman gave the Lord Mayor a curious kind of treat He drove him from the Mansion House The Mansion House, the Mansion House From the Mansion House to Buckingham Palace And didn't go through a street. The coachman jumped upon his box and settled in his seat And started up The Poultry which we know's not called a street Then up Cheapside he gaily went, the bobbies cleared the course To the statue of the bobby who first organised the 'Force' 'Why you're going into Newgate Street,' the Lord mayor loudly bawls But John said, 'Tuck your tupp'ny in, I'm going round St Pauls.' Well, round St Pauls means Ludgate Hill and Fleet Street, John' said he But John said, 'No, down Ludgate Hill and up the Old Bailey.' Chorus: Up the Old Bailey then he goes on to the Viaduct Up Holborn and High Holborn, there was nothing to obstruct When, 'Now you're going up Oxford Street,' the Lord mayor shouts again But John said, 'I don't go that way, I go down Drury Lane.' Down Drury Lane, Long Acre, and Saint Martin's Lane he drives And thus to keep out of a street he artfully contrives And when they reach Trafalgar Square, the Lord Mayor, in a pet Said, 'Dash my wig and barnacles, I think he'll do it yet.' Chorus: John nearly drove into the Strand, then stopped as if in doubt And the Lord mayor said, 'I'm not surprised to find that you're put out Through Parliament Street you must go or else cross Cockspur Street It's very hard, but still you must acknowledge your defeat.' But John turned back and said, 'My Lord, I don't much think I shall If you ask me I think you'll find I'm going down Pall Mall.' Then round the Square the coachman goes and drives at racing rate Goes through Pall Mall into the Park to Buck'n'ham Palace straight. Chorus: |
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| Written and composed by Harry Hunter & David G. Day -1881 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Performed by Harry Freeman (1858-1922) | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||