Found at Bill Hanks' web site - Click to play an mp3 file. Here's my transcription:


UNLUCKY NUMBER THIRTEEN
Words and music by Harris Weston, ©1929.
As sung by Gracie Fields

When the stork brought our Priscilla, and our family increased
To the unlucky number thirteen,
We required a larger villa, but the one that Papa leased
Had the unlucky number thirteen.
Said Ma as we moved in it, "We shall now have rotten luck."
Then for a start our grand piano tumbled off the truck.

Our house is number thirteen,
Unlucky number thirteen.
Unlucky tenants, we haven't a cent.
Unlucky landlord, he can't get his rent.
Unlucky Ma caught her unlucky thumb
In the unlucky wringing machine,
And our father was unlucky when he thought he'd out(?) to gain
Oh, the unlucky number thirteen.

Pa had nightmare once, poor fella. Now the hairs upon his back
Are the unlucky number thirteen,
For the gas leaked in the cellar and Pa found it with a match,
Then bang went our number thirteen.
The house went up to heaven and we shouted, "Hip hooray!"
But it came down number thirteen in a new street far away.

Our house is number thirteen,
Unlucky number thirteen.
Unlucky tenants, we haven't a cent.
Unlucky landlord, he can't get his rent.
Poor old uncle Josh, who's to leave us his squash(?)
Caught the measles, and old Doctor Green
Says he isn't going to die, because the number of his spots
Is the unlucky number thirteen.

Our house is number thirteen,
Unlucky number thirteen.
Unlucky tenants, we haven't a cent.
Unlucky landlord, he can't get his rent.
Our lucky hen hatched out unlucky eggs
After sitting for weeks she had been,
And the rooster bit her head off 'cause she'd hatched out thirteen ducks.
Oh, the unlucky number thirteen!