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BECAUSE HE LOVES ME (Harry Castling) Lily Morris - 1928 Dora Bryan (feat. in the film "A Taste Of Honey") - 1961 I'm slavey at a small hotel they call the Traveller's Rest I like the Missus well enough, but I like the Master best Although I'm only twenty and he's nearly sixty-three I'd do anything for him and he'd do anything for me Why does he follow me about? And wait up for me when it's my night out Why? Because he loves me Why does he make my wages more? And squeeze me behind the scullery door Why? Because he loves me. He's rather short and fat and got no teeth or hair And he's a bit knock-kneed but I don't care Why does he help me shell the peas? And stick the fork in the sausages Why? Because he loves me We go to Blackpool every year for week-ends by the sea I tell folks he's my Uncle 'cos it pleases him d'you see The Missus hires a tuppeny chair and listens to the band While we sit on the shingle there and hold each other's hand Why does he take me out to swim? And when I fall, lets me fall on him Why? because he loves me Why does he bob me up and down And hold me tightly case I drown Why? because he loves me. If I let go his hand when we are in the blue His knock-knees shake and he don't know what to do Why does he give my arm a smack And teaches me to float upon my back Why? because he loves me. I got ten pounds a year to start, now I get twenty-four I've only got to smile at him and he makes it ten bob more His left-off clothes he gives to me to sell to Ikey Mo But I iron 'em out and give them to a soldier that I know Why does he rise each morn at four? And pop a cup of tea under my door Why? because he loves me Why does he chase me round the sheds? And help me shake up the travellers' beds Why? because he loves me. And when he's got lumbago in his back I've got To make him poultices all nice and hot Why does he smile with never a frown? If it's made too hot and it slips right down Why? because he loves me. Why does his wife wear bits of string? While I wear garters with diamonds in Why? because he loves me Why, when his wife gives me the sack? He throws her out and he takes me back Why? because he loves me. I have to lather him each morning when he shaves I pile the lather on in little waves Why does he sit in the chair and blush? When I tickle his chin with the lather brush Why? because he loves me ******************** As recorded by DORA BRYAN: I'm a waitress at a small hotel they calls the Traveller's Rest I likes the Missus very well, but I likes the master best Although I'm only twenty and he's nearly sixty-three I'd do anythin' for him and he'd do anythin' for me Why does he follow me about And wait up for me when it's my night out Why? Because he loves me Why does he make my wages more And squeeze me behind the scullery door Why? Because he loves me. He's rather short and fat and got no teeth or hair And he's a bit knock-kneed, but I don't care Why does he help me shell the peas And stick the fork in the sausages Why? Bbecause he loves me We goes to Blackpool every year for weekends by the sea I tell folks he's me Uncle 'cos it pleases him you see The Missus hires a threepenny chair and listens to the band While we sit on the shingle there and hold each other's hand Why does he take me out to swim And when I fall, lets me fall on him Why? Because he loves me Why does he bob me up and down And hold me tight in case I drown Why? Because he loves me And when he's got lumbago in his back I've got To make him poultices all nice and hot Why does he smile with never a frown If it gets too hot and it slips right down Why? Because he loves me Why does his wife wear bits of string While I wear garters with diamonds in Why? Because he loves me Why, when his wife gives me the sack He throws her out and he takes me back Why? Because he loves me I have to lather him each mornin' when he shaves I piles the lather on in little waves Why does he sit in the chair and blush When I tickle his chin with a lather brush Why? Because he loves me (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - June 2013)

    


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