Lyr Req: I See You've Got Your Old Brown Hat On

Subject: Lyr Req: I See You've Got Your Old Brown Hat On
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 10 Feb 11 - 11:20 PM

You can hear this at YouTube. This is the second of 2 songs in that "video."

Any help in making corrections, or filling in missing words, would be appreciated.


I SEE YOU'VE GOT YOUR OLD BROWN HAT ON
As recorded by Harry Champion, 1907.

1. Oh, don't think Henrietta got a pimple on a pea.
People always look at it for curiosity.
I've worn it now for many years. I think you kinda see.
Everybody said it's my peculiarity.
My old woman seemed to think it makes me look a guy.
Told me yesterday for to throw the thing away.
Wasn't made to ... it fits within a mile.
This is what I often hear referring to me tile:

Oh, I see you got your old brown, brown, brown,
I see you got your old brown hat on.
I got a job in the undertaking line.
Dressed up in a frock coat, thought I looked divine.
Said to a chap, "How do you think I look?"
When he said, "May I be sat on!
You're the gander of a crow with your undertaker's bow,
But I think you got the old brown hat on."

2. Now, I'm a funny fellow when I get a little tight.
Cannot see to go to sleep unless I have a light,
Suffer with somnambulism, wake up with a fright.
I found meself a-walking down the street the other night.
Might have been the lobster or it might have been the meat.
Lord! It was the priest. I had nothing on my feet.
I tried to break into a pub to get a pot of beer.
When I awoke, a pound of ... was churning in my ear.

Oh, I see you got your old brown, brown, brown,
I see you got your old brown hat on.
My old woman she was soon upon the scene.
Said, "You silly idiot, wherever have you been?
The boss took us in for to have a drink,
And he said as he turned the tap on:
"I shouldn't a known you, Bert, in your little flannel shirt,
But I see you got the old brown hat on.

3. Now, I did a very funny thing the other day:
Had an invitation from a fellow 'cross the way,
To celebrate a wedding and to join him in the fray.
Early in the morning we were very, very gay.
I carved the turkey and it was a bit of fun.
I'd only just begun, smothered ev'ryone.
Potatoes and the gravy did a double on the bride.
My old pal, he gave a toast and this is what he cried:

Oh, I see you got your old brown, brown, brown,
I see you got your old brown hat on.
I shouted, "Never mind ... "
Then I had another go; got him on the floor.
Just as the turkey turned up on his back,
I spotted a lump with spats on.
I said as I arose, "Is that the parson's nose?
Why, I thought he'd got my old brown hat on."

REPEAT LAST CHORUS.