Traditional 'old time' cockney music hall sing along.
Being from 'oop North I don't understand some of the words!
Verse 1
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Just a week or two ago my poor old Uncle Bill
G
Went and kicked the bucket and he left me in his Will
C
The other day I popped around to see poor Auntie Jane
G
She said your Uncle Bill has left to you a old watch and chain
C
I put it on right across me vest
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Thought I looked a dandy as it dangled on me chest
C
Just to flash it off I started walking round about
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A lot of kiddies followed me and all began to shout
Chorus
C F
Any old iron any old iron any any any old iron
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You look neat talk about a treat
You look dapper from your napper to your feet
C
Dressed in style brand new tile
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And your father's old green tie on
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But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain
G C
Old iron old iron
Verse 2
C
I went to the city once and I thought I'd have a spree
G
The Mayor of London he was there that's who I came to see
C
He dashed up at a canter in a carriage and a pair
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I shouted Holler boys and threw my hat up in the air
C
Just then the Mayor he began to smile
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Saw my face and then he shouted Lummy what a dial
C
Started Lord Mayoring an' I thought that I should die
G
When pointing to my watch and chain and he hollered to me Hi
Chorus
C F
Any old iron any old iron any any any old iron
G
You look neat talk about a treat
You look dapper from your napper to your feet
C
Dressed in style brand new tile
F
And your father's old green tie on
C
But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain
G C
Old iron old iron
Verse 3
C
Just to have a little bit of fun the other day
G
Made up in my watch and chain I went and drew my pay
C
Then got out with a lot of other colonels on the loose
G
I got full right up to here in fourp'ny stagger juice
C
One of them said we want a pot of ale
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Run him to the rag shop and we'll bung him on the scale
C
I heard the fellow say what's in this bundle that you've got
G
Then whisper to me kindly do you want to lose your lot
Chorus
C F
Any old iron any old iron any any any old iron
G
You look neat talk about a treat
You look dapper from your napper to your feet
C
Dressed in style brand new tile
F
And your father's old green tie on
C
But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain
G C
Old iron old iron
Verse 4
C
Shan't forget when I got married to Selena Brown
G
The way that people laughed at me it made me feel a clown
C
I began to wonder when their dials began to crack
G
If by mistake I'd got my Sunday trousers front to back
C
I wore my chain on me Darby-kel
F
The sun was shining on it and made me look a swell
C
The organ started playing and the bells began to ring
G
Me chain began to rattle so the choir began to sing
Chorus
C F
Any old iron any old iron any any any old iron
G
You look neat talk about a treat
You look dapper from your napper to your feet
C
Dressed in style brand new tile
F
And your father's old green tie on
C
But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain
G C C G C
Old iron old iron
