[Intro (spoken)]
["James"]
You ready, Mr. Cribbins?
[Bernard Cribbins]
What? Oh. Right, James
Um, okay
[clears throat; coughs]
Hold on just a minute
[coughs]
Right
[clears throat]
[Verse 1: Bernard Cribbins]
I took my love to Primrose Hill
Upon St. Swithin's Day
And pointed out the woody woods
We passed along the way
But, she wouldn't
[Verse 2: Bernard Cribbins]
I took my love to Turnpike Lane
When Michaelmas was nigh
I thought I caught a twinkle
In her pretty little eye
But, I hadn't
[Verse 3: Bernard Cribbins]
I took my love to Potter's Bar
When Halloween was near
And though she seemed quite willing
I'd gone off the whole idea
So, we didn't
[Outro (spoken): "James"]
Thank you very much
Lovely, lovely
I loved that bit in the middle
The trombone going:
[imitates trumpet sound]
What? Oh
[imitates trumpet sound]
Smashing
Most unobtrusivе
Hahaha!
[fart sound]
Oh!
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