Stop looking everybody, I found it!!!


The bloke who posted to the forum in 2006 has sent me his recollection of the verses and choruses about Adam and Eve and the young girl who marries an old bloke.

He sent me the Adam & Eve verse yesterday, but mis-remembered the chorus - so I wrote one!

Now he has sent the complete song, I'd like to put my chorus at the very end, as the repeat. Also, I think we should give the authors as 'RP Weston, FJ Barnes and Jack Norworth'.

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IN THESE HARD TIMES                                
(RP Weston, FJ Barnes and Jack Norworth)

   
Things are bad, awful bad, In fact, they've never been worse before
But every single chappie Can make a girlie happy!
Food is dear, rent is dear, But love is cheap for the time of year
So grab the nearest miss And whisper while you kiss

In these hard times, you've got to put up with anything,
In these hard times, you mustn't pick or choose;
And if you're nice and squeeze her tight, She'll ask you 'round tomorrow night
If you don't mind sitting without a light In these hard times!


Mrs Green, rather mean Went out one Saturday marketing
She saw out in the gutter A cod fish on a shutter
She squeezed its gums, poked her thumbs All round the fish, and said, 'Oh crumbs'
'It don't look nice at all And the coster 'e had to bawl

In these hard times, you've got to put up with anything,
In these hard times, you mustn't pick or choose;
That cod fish there's a sacrifice
And I ask you, ma'am, would you look nice
If you'd a-been torpedoed twice
In these hard times!


Farmer Brown came to town And spent the day at the cattle show
Then went to wet his whistle Inside the Hotel Cecil
A lady fair, near him there Had all her neck and her shoulders bare
Said farmer Brown, 'Alack' As he saw her dainty back

In these hard times, you've got to put up with anything,
In these hard times, you mustn't pick or choose;
That fancy kind of dress you wear
Leaves all your neck and your shoulders bare
But you're lucky to be dressed up to there
In these hard times!


Johnny Gray marched away, And left behind him his sweetheart May,
And how she missed his loving And all his turtle-doving.
She couldn't wait, found a mate, His joints all creaked like a garden gate.
Though he was 62, She said "He'll have to do."

In these hard times, you've got to put up with anything,
In these hard times, you mustn't pick or choose;
When Johnny Gray came back from France,
She said, "My boy, you've lost your chance:
I had to take anything dressed in pants,
Iin these hard times!"


Long ago, years ago, Said Eve to Adam, "I want a dress."
Said Adam, "Look here, madam, As sure as my name's Adam,
The trees are bare and I can't spare The cash to pay for the leaves you wear.
Go out behind the barn; your fig leaf you must darn.

In these hard times, you've got to put up with anything,
In these hard times, you mustn't pick or choose;
So don't complain to me, my lass,
For things have come to such a pass,
You're lucky to get a blade of grass
In these hard times!

(my chorus)
In these hard times, you've got to put up with anything,
In these hard times, you mustn't pick and choose
So don't you frown and pout at me,
Things could be worse, you'll plainly see:
There's a serpent in that apple tree
In these hard times!
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