ALL TOGETHER
(Miles Rudge / Ted Dick)

Anthony Newley


It goes all together, with a pum tiddle liddle
Can't think whether there's a pum in the middle
Once you've heard it you'll sing it all day long -
What a lovely song! Hang on a mo--

It goes all together, and it-- no, wait a minute -
Can't think whether there's a pum tiddle in it -
What a pity, I've forgotten it because
You'd love it, I know, if I knew what it was.

The bit in the middle is kind of sort of
More like a waltz gone wrong.
A singable song of the sort that we're short of
As soon as I begin
You'll want to join in -

It goes all together, but there's no use in going
Hell for leather, when there's no way of knowing
Even whether I'm singing it all wrong
So hang on a mo--
While I have a go
At sorting out this simple yet very unforgettable song.

The fella what sung it was kind of, sort of
More or less drunk with song.
Long in the hair, it was breath he was short of
As soon as I heard it I knew every word
Of this song that I heard.

It goes all together with a pum tiddle liddle
Can't think whether there's a pum in the middle
Words were clever, what a lovely song
No, hang on a mo--
I remember every part of it
Oh, let yourself go,
And we'll do it from the start of it:
Now, all together, we're getting in the mood-
No, hang on a mo--
It's rude!


(Contributed by Ferda Dolunay - September 2005)