The crockery ware, song

Eddie Butcher, singing in English
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Oh, my love she’s but a lassie oh,
A lassie oh, a lassie oh,
I will let her stand a year or two
And she’ll not be half as saucy oh.
For I kissed her once she never said no
And then I kissed her twice my love to show
And she says – Your whiskers tickles me so,
Keep on doing it, Sandy, oh.

This young man all in the dark
Was looking for his own sweetheart
When his toe catched on the rail of the chair
And down came all the crockery ware.
– Oh madam dear, do me excuse
For I was taken by surprise,
I lost my way and I caught in your chair
And I broke my shins on your crockery ware.


‘The crockery ware’ is a comic English song: in its full text a boy visits a girl at night, she places the ‘crockery ware’ – chamber pot – in his path causing him to wake the old woman, who summons a bobby and extracts the price of a new crockery ware from the intruder. Here Eddie has added eight lines of this song to eight lines of Scots ‘mouth music’: ll. 1–4 common in tradition, ll. 5–8 facetious and vulgar, probably taken from a comic Scots song of music-hall origin, cf. IFM 3 (Westm. 1972). See no 27 for further discussion of this amalgam and its air (the second half of which is used exclusively in v. 2).