Happy Sam

    * (Dave Hillery / John Hartley)

      Chorus:
      And Ah cry a fig for care
      Rough and ready though me fare
      And Ah try to do me duty to me neighbour
      Do you wonder who I am
      Me name is happy Sam
      Ah'm a member of the multitude of labour

      Oh good neet friends one and all
      Ah just thowt Ah'd mek a call
      For Ah love to see a crowd of 'appy faces
      And sin' last time here Ah've bin
      Many strange things have Ah sin
      For Ah shove me nose into all sorts of places

      Ah've seen rich fowk wastin' brass
      And despisin' t' workin' class
      Never thinking that they owe to us their riches
      An' Ah've seen loud-talkin' men
      Allus boastin of their sen
      An' Ah've known the wives o't yon were wearin't' britches

      Oh there's many an honest chap
      Though 'e hasn't got a rap
      Nor a decent suit o' clothes to keep 'im warm in
      Aye and many a knave well dressed
      Wi' a black heart in his breast
      But Ah treat such like as better sort of varmin

      An' there's workin fowk a lot
      Who can boast a cosy cot
      Wi' a buxom wife and childer strong and 'earty
      Who can smoke their pipe at neet
      Wi' warm slippers at their feet
      And enough to eat and wear Sunday and workday

      Ah've seen better times and worse
      An' Ah've 'ad money in me purse
      And Ah've known what's bin to have me belly empty
      But Ah've allus met a friend
      Who would either give or lend
      And Ah've ne'er refused to help folk when Ah'd plenty

      Nivver look to't upper ten
      If you cannot help yoursen
      Unless you practice bowing low and fawning
      Workin' chaps get my advice
      Stick together like a vice
      And you'll find a breeter day will soon be dawnin'

      As sung by Dave Hillery