G'day Wotcha,I posted this (original) version in the other thread ("Lapsang Souchong") when I realised that you had raised this query independently of my posting the first stanza.
I have also posted the better known 'modern' version, from the Bushwackers, circa 1974, in the same thread.
Regards,
Bob Bolton
Thread #20316 Message #211404
Posted By: Bob Bolton
13-Apr-00 - 07:15 PM
Thread Name: BS: Lapsang Souchong
Subject: Lyr Add: BILLY OF TEA
G'day Again,Phil jl:
Here are the words you requested of Enda Kenny's Song
EARL GREY
Can't stand the stuff … I like to steer clear of grey areas.
Is it perfume? Is it tea?
Whatever it is it does nothing for me
Should I drink it? Or dab it on?
Can I swap it for a coffee or has all the water gone?
It is hot it is wet.
It is eau de toilette
Is it from the House of Lipton or Chanel?
I only want a cup of tea not this stuff you've given me
If you think I'm going to drink it go to
Help me
Someone call a doctor, call a nurse!
Call an ambulance I'm poisoned
And I think it's getting worse
I only wanted a cup of tea
But I fear that my last mouthful will be the death of me
It is hot it is wet
It is eau de toilette
To my mind it is more toilette than eau
If you want to spoil your day
Add the oil of Earl Grey
I'm reliably informed it's bergamot....
What a mouthful !
Is it perfume? Is it wee?
Whatever it's supposed to be it doesn't taste like tea
Should I drink it or dab it on?
Can I swap it for a coffee or has all the water gone?
It is hot it is wet
It is eau de toilette
Is it Twinings? Is it Tetley? Let me see
Go ahead make my day
But please don't make me drink Earl Grey
All I want is a proper cup of tea
While I am at it, here are the more 'modern' words to Billy of Tea (as sung by the Bushwackers, early 1970s.
BILLY OF TEA
1.You can talk of your whisky, talk of your beer.
There's something much nicer that's waiting me here.
It sits on the fire beneath the gum tree.
There's nothing much nicer than a billy of tea.
So fill up your tumbler as high as you can,
And don't you dare tell me it's not the best plan.
You can let all your beer and your spirits go free.
I'll stick to my darling old billy of tea.
I rise in the morning soon as it's light,
Go to the nose bag to see it's alright,
That the ants on the sugar no mortgage have got,
And straight away sling my old black billy-pot.
While it is boiling the horses I seek,
And follow them down, as far as the creek.
I take off their hobbles, let them run free,
And haste to tuck into my billy of tea.
REPEAT 1.
And at night when I camp if the day has been warm,
I give to my horses their tucker of corn.
From the two in the pole to the one in the lead,
A billy for each holds a comfortable feed.
The fire I make; the water I get,
And corned beef and damper in order I set,
But I don't touch the grub though so hungry I be.
I wait till it's ready—the billy of tea.
REPEAT 2, REPEAT 1 TWICE
Their tune is a flattened out version of the first half of Bonnie Dundee, the original collected tune (from back when the 'folk' could still sing!).
Regards,
Bob Bolton