I was under the impression that the parody was written by the late Dave Turner, recently mourned in these columns.....


When I used to sing this (in the 70s/80s), it went....

I'm Leadfingers Freedman and my story's seldom told
But I massacre folk music with a yard of German plywood and a capo
I do requests
Just the ones that've got three chords in and I disregard the rest
With Bert Weedon's help, one day I'll be the best

Seeking twenty plus expenses I went looking for a gig
But I got no offers
Just the come-on from a groupie down in Clifton
I do declare
I was feeling rather randy so I had her then and there
lai lai lai lai lai lai lai lai lai lai

etc etc...v similar to that above as reported from J Carrott esq.

The ballad in question is Sir Patrick Spens, which is real, worth singing and not, in fact, all that long!

And the tobacco was Old Holborn (no 'u') - my grandfather used to smoke it!


Ah...happy days!


Steve