"My Old Man Said, `Follow the Van'" Marie Lloyd

We had to move away
'Cos the rent we couldn't pay
The movin' van came round just after dark;
There was me and my old man
Shoving things inside the van,
Which we'd often done before, let me remark...

My old man said, "Follow the van,
And don't dilly-dally on the way!"
Off went the cart with the home packed in it,
I walked behind with my old cock linnet.

But I dillied and dallied, dallied and dillied,
Lost the van and don't know where to roam.
I stopped on the way to have the old half-quartern,
And I can't find the way home.