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09 Feb 11 - 11:18 AM (#3091799) Subject: Lyr Req: A Natty Little Patch Behind (H Champion) From: Jim Dixon I would appreciate any help in fixing any errors or missing words in the following transcription. From the recording found at YouTube: (It is the second of 2 songs in that "video.") A NATTY LITTLE PATCH BEHIND* Words and music by C. Collins and E. A. Sheppard As recorded by Harry Champion, 1910. 1. I got a lovely pair of pants. Talk about the presents that you get from France! I couldn't match 'em. I've had to patch 'em. I put 'em on last Sunday night, I did, I do declare. Ev'rybody smiled and I got wild when they all began to stare— CHORUS 1: At me nat-nat-natty little patch behind, Natty little, natty little patch behind. I turned round and I said, "Good lor! Wonder you're wandering around me for." One nice girl with her hair in curls to me was most unkind. She cried, "... I should like to have a spec at your natty little patch behind." 2. I had a pain the other day, Went to the doctor's up our way, Asked him to cure it. Couldn't endure it. He said to me, "You're very queer. You ought to be in bed. Answer me plain: Where is the pain?" I turned to him and said— CHORUS 2: In me nat-nat-natty little patch behind, Natty little, natty little patch behind. I said, "Now I do feel queer. Do give me something for it, please, old dear." The doctor said as he shook his head, "Your fever is.... Take my advice: put a little bit of ice on your natty little patch behind." 3. I had an invitation once, Trotted to a wedding like a ... dunce. My pants I wore 'em. Proudly I bore 'em. "Where is the chap who is best man?" I heard some fellow blare. Someone at the side turned round and cried, "It's that chap over there— CHORUS 3: "With his nat-nat-natty little patch behind, Natty little, saucy little patch behind." I walked up to parson quick, Gave him the ring and then he did the trick. We all cleared and the crowd all cheered. To me they were most kind. The girls so nice all started throwing rice at my natty little patch behind. 4. Now I went to feed our old bull pup. He was fast asleep so I woke him up. Soon he was yowling, Then started growling. I went to pat him on the back quite friendly, so to speak. He began to chew my how-do-ye-do when he played at hide and seek— CHORUS 4: With my nat-nat-natty little patch behind, Natty little, saucy little patch behind. He clung tight and he bit me hard. I went and shot him in the old back yard. The poor dog died and the wife did cry. To keep his memory kind, She made me gape when she put a bit of crepe on my natty little patch behind. [* The sheet music is titled MY NATTY LITTLE PATCH BEHIND.] |
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10 Feb 11 - 09:46 AM (#3092449) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Natty Little Patch Behind (H Champion) From: maeve Hello, Jim. Here's what I hear: Chorus 1 She cried, "By heck I should like to have a spec at your natty little patch behind." Chorus 2 The doctor said as he shook his head, "Your fever is just fine" Verse 3 Trotted to a wedding like a (simley) dunce. (I can't quite get this one.) Chorus 3 I walked up to the parson quick, You're transcribing a lot pf H. Champion's work. Good for you! |
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10 Feb 11 - 05:41 PM (#3092769) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Natty Little Patch Behind (H Champi From: Jim Dixon Yes, Maeve, I intend to transcribe all the Harry Champion songs that I can find for free on the Internet, and then probably move on to some other singer. By the way, I was told that "pants" in Britain always meant underpants, not trousers. That might be the case today, but evidently usage has changed in the last 100 years. I'm glad to know of one instance where Americans have kept alive an old meaning where Britons have changed theirs. Usually it's Brits who accuse Americans of corrupting the language, or when they change, they attribute it to American influence. Not so this time. |
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10 Feb 11 - 07:08 PM (#3092813) Subject: ADD Version: A Natty Little Patch Behind From: GUEST,Fantum Hello Jim, This is my version straight out of my head. It has been in my repertoire for years so it must inevitably have been subject to the folk process. Treat with care. I have versions of 'Never let your braces dangle' 'Matilda' and 'Lavender trousers.' If you want them let me know. I am looking for 'Timothy lets have a look at it.' I learned these songs years ago and my kids would say something like when they were in the hit parade but I am hardened to that. Fantum A NATTY LITTLE PATCH BEHIND Words and music by C. Collins and E. A. Sheppard As recorded by Harry Champion, 1910. 1. I got a lovely pair of pants. Talk about the posh un's that you get from France! I couldn't match 'em. I've had to patch 'em. I put 'em on last Sunday night, I did, I do declare. Ev'rybody smiled when I got riled when they all began to stare— CHORUS 1: At me nat-nat-natty little patch behind, Natty little, natty little patch behind. I turned round and I said, "Good lor! What do you want to hang around me for?" One nice girl with her hair in curls to me was most unkind. She cried, "Oh, Jack, I should like to have a smack on your natty little patch behind." 2. I got a pain the other day, Went to the doctor's down our way, Asked him to cure it. Couldn't endure it. He said to me, "You're very ill. You should be home in bed. Answer me plain: Where is the pain?" I turned to him and said— CHORUS 2: In me nat-nat-natty little patch behind, Natty little, natty little patch behind. I said, "Doctor, I do feel queer. Do give me something that will please, old dear." The doctor said as he shook his head, "The fever is unkind. Take my advice: put a little bit of ice on your natty little patch behind." 3. I got an invitation once, Got into a wedding like a silly dunce. My pants I wore 'em. Proudly I bore 'em. "Who is the chap who is best man?" I heard some fellow blare. Someone at the side turned round and cried, "It's that chap over there— CHORUS 3: "With his nat-nat-natty little patch behind, Natty little, saucy little patch behind." I walked up to the parson quick, Gave him the ring and then he did the trick. We all cleared and the crowd all cheered. To me they were most kind. That crowd so nice they all threw rice at my natty little patch behind. 4. Now I went to feed our old bull pup. He was fast asleep so I woke him up. Soon he was yowling, Then started growling. I went to pat him on the back quite friendly, so to speak. He began to chew my how-do-ye-do when he played at hide and seek— CHORUS 4: With my nat-nat-natty little patch behind, Natty little, saucy little patch behind. He clung tight and he bit me hard. I went and shot him in the old back yard. The poor dog died and the wife did cry. To keep his memory kind, She made me gape when she put a bit of crepe on my natty little patch behind. |