The crockery ware, song

Eddie Butcher, singing in English
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Lyrics

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.

2
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.

Notes

‘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).