lyrics to 6 old ladies
rottendan
--I'm looking for the lyrics to a song titled 6 Old Ladies
or 7 Old Ladies
A couple of words from the reprise are
Oh dear what can the matter be.
If you can help tanksmludge. Maybe even a point in the proper direction.
--
Peace Dan
"In that never ending search for more, don't forget to enjoy the less that
you already have"
Wayne Garvin
rott...@usa.pipeline.com(rottendan) wrote:
>
>--I'm looking for the lyrics to a song titled 6 Old Ladies
> or 7 Old Ladies
>
>A couple of words from the reprise are
>
>Oh dear what can the matter be.
>
>If you can help tanksmludge. Maybe even a point in the proper direction.
>--
>
>Peace Dan
Dan, I don't know why you're re-posting the same request that you
posted back on March 24 but here's a repeat of my reply from March 27.
This is a very old English folk song. I transcribed these lyrics
from a record by Oscar Brand called "Bawdy Songs and Backroom
Ballads - Vol III".
SEVEN OLD LADIES LOCKED IN A LAVATORY
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Chorus: Oh dear, what can the matter be?
Seven old ladies locked in the lavatory
They were there from Sunday to Saturday
Nobody knew they was there
The first was the wife of a deacon in Dover
And though she was known as a bit of a rover
She liked it so much that she thought she'd stay over
And nobody knew she was there
Chorus
The next was an athletic lady named Myrtle
Hopped over the pot like a steeplechase hurdle
Her glasses got hooked in the stay of her girdle
Nobody knew she was there
Chorus
Now the next old lady was Abigail Humphrey
Who settled inside to make herself comfy
But then she found out she could not get her bum free
Nobody knew she was there
Chorus
The next old lady was old Mrs. Bickle
Who found herself caught in a desperate pickle
She stopped at a pay booth and hadn't a nickel
So nobody knew she was there
Chorus
The next was the Bishop of Chichester's daughter
Who went in to pass some superfluous water
She pulled on the chain and the rising tide caught her
Nobody knew she was there
Chorus
The next old lady, Elizabeth Bender
Was doing all right 'til a vagrant suspender
Got all twisted up in her feminine gender
And nobody knew she was there
Chorus
The last was a lady named Jennifer Pim
She only sat down on a personal whim
But she somehow got pinched 'twixt the cup and the brim
And nobody knew she was there
Chorus
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- Wayne Garvin, Waterloo, Ontario, Canada
The Lyrics Library:
http://www.kw.igs.net/~wgarvin/Lyrics/Lyrics.html
Marc S. Glasser
rottendan wrote:
>
>
> --I'm looking for the lyrics to a song titled 6 Old Ladies
> or 7 Old Ladies
>
> A couple of words from the reprise are
>
> Oh dear what can the matter be.
>
> If you can help tanksmludge. Maybe even a point in the proper direction.
English folk song "What Can the Matter Be" ("...Johnny's so long at the
fair"). Oscar Brand did a rendition of it on one of his legendary "Bawdy
Songs and Backroom Ballads" LPs back in the 1950's, but, alas, not the
one that's in my collection, or I'd transcribe. The chorus ran:
Oh, dear, what can the matter be?
Seven old ladies locked in a lavat'ry.
They were there from Sunday to Saturday.
Nobody knew they were there.
A typical verse:
The third old lady was Agatha Humphrey:
She'd just settled down to make herself comfy,
Then suddenly found she could not get her bum free,
And nobody knew she was there.
Regrettably (or maybe not), that's the only verse I remember (well, there
was another one in which the last name Bender was rhymed with "suspender"
and "feminine gender", but that's as far as I've been able to
reconstruct).
If you're really desperate for more information on the song, you might
write to Oscar Brand, who is still alive and doing his weekly "Folk Song
Festival" radio show on WNYC-FM Saturday nights.
Who knows, he might do the song on the show! Write to Oscar Brand, c/o
WNYC, One Centre Street, New York, New York 10003.
Lhude sing, cuccu!
<-----5-16-96-----MSG----->
Marc S. Glasser
ca...@nycmetro.com
Marc S. Glasser
rottendan wrote:
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>
> --I'm looking for the lyrics to a song titled 6 Old Ladies
> or 7 Old Ladies
(may the ghods have mercy on my soul):
The second old lady was Rosalie Bickle
And she found herself in a terrible pickle
She went to a pay booth, and hadn't a nickel
And nobody knew she was there.
The sixth was the Bishop of Chichester's daughter
She went to release some superfluous water
Then pulled on the chain, and the rising tide caught 'er
And nobody knew she was there.
That's three old ladies down, four to go.
I shall sing, sing my song, be it right or be it wrong,
<-----5-17-96-----MSG----->
Marc S. Glasser
ca...@nycmetro.com