Gracie Fields — Thing-Ummy-Bob Thats Going to Win the War

I can't pretend to be a great celebrity But still, I'm quite important in me way The job I have to do may not sound much to you But all the same, I'm very proud to say: I'm the girl that makes the thing That drills the hole, that holes the ring That drives the rod, that turns the knob That works the thing-ummy-bob I'm the girl that makes the thing That holds the oil, that oils the ring That takes the shank, that moves the plank That works the thing-ummy-bob It's a ticklish sort of job Making a thing for a thing-ummy-bob Especially when you don't know what it's for But it's the girl that makes the thing That drills the hole, that holes the ring That makes the thing-ummy-bob that makes the engines roar And it's the girl that makes the thing That holds the oil, that oils the ring That makes the thing-ummy-bob that's going to win the war I'm not what you would call a heroine, at all I don't suppose you'd even know me name But, though I'll never boast of my important post I'd like a block of freedom just the same That works the thing-ummy-bob... That works the thing-ummy-bob... It's a ticklish sort of job Making a thing for a thing-ummy-bob Especially when you don't know what it's for But it's the girl that makes the thing That drills the hole, that holes the ring That makes the thing-ummy-bob that makes the engines roar And it's the girl that makes the thing That holds the oil, that oils the ring That makes the thing-ummy-bob that's going to win the war It isn't all...


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