An old Benny Hill song starts:-

Twas market day in the village and the crowd round the stalls was quite dense,
But what caught my eye was a stall pile high - full of musical instruments.
Well up to the stall came this little old man - his clothes all tattered an thin,
And his face came alight when his eyeballs got sight of a bootifull old violin.
So he held it up to the dealer and said "how much is this one then?"
"That's a Stradivarius my son and it'll cost you four pounds ten!"
I can't afford that said the little old man, and a lump come into my throat.
I was feeling quite chuffed so in his hands I did stuff a ten shilling note.
By now a crowd had gathered so I quickly went round with his hat.
When I fifnished I'd found I'd collected five pounds - so I took me ten shillings back.

What comes next???????? Argh!!!!
Sad old me can't sleep thinking about this stupid but funny song?
Please put me out of my misery.
(shoot me!)