Great job, Bob. Here's a transcription of an original recording by Harry Champion: LIARTY The other night, dressed in my best, a trilby hat and fancy vest, I took a stroll all round the West, a lady there gave me the wink. Outside a bun shop in The Strand, her bun undone, she couldn’t stand. I murmured as I took her hand I said “I thought you said you didn’t drink” “You are a Liarty, you’ve not been drinking cups of Lyon’s tea!”, “You’ve had a lot of diddly, so you needn’t come and try and diddle me.” My missus said she’d like to go to spend a nice quiet week or so With her Mam-ma in Felixstowe, “Oh certainly” I said to Jane. I packed her boxes up at once, I called a cab – I’m not a dunce, I told her she could stop for months and as I locked her in the train, I said “Goodbye-i-tee!” then as soon as she was out of sight you see, I went and had a cup of tea with the woman round at number thirty-three. I went and bought, one summer’s day, a pair of trousers, what a jay. I put ‘em on but strange to say they fitted me like a balloon. They must have caught me with their tricks, they only charged me one and six Now they can have them back for nix, those pantaloons I bought in June I wore ‘em in July-i-tee when the rain was dropping from the sky-i-tee. They’ve shrunk a bit, but hold your row, they’re a pair of Tommy’s knickerbockers now. I had an idea in me brain, to make meself an aeroplane. I bought some old iron down the lane, and pinched a lot of other things A pair of props from Mrs. Green, I stuck a sheet on in-between, A small machine, and para-feen then orf I went and spread me wings. I tried to fly–i-tee and I started off from Peckham Rye-i-tee. I tumbled down upon St. Paul’s - with the steeple sticking in my overalls. I tumbled down St Paul’s, teapot sticking in me overalls! LFF
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