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THE BOY I LOVE IS UP IN THE GALLERY alternative title BOY IN THE GALLERY, THE (George Ware 1885) Nellie Power, Marie Lloyd I'm a young girl, and have just come over, Over from the country where they do things big, And amongst the boys I've got a lover, And since I've got a lover, why I don't care a fig. The boy I love is up in the gallery, The boy I love is looking now at me, There he is, can't you see, waving his handkerchief, As merry as a robin that sings on a tree. The boy that I love, they call him a cobbler, But he's not a cobbler, allow me to state. For Johnny is a tradesman and he works in the Boro'1 Where they sole and heel them, whilst you wait. The boy I love is up in the gallery, The boy I love is looking now at me, There he is, can't you see, waving his handkerchief, As merry as a robin that sings on a tree. Now, If I were a Duchess and had a lot of money, I'd give it to the boy that's going to marry me. But I haven't got a penny, so we'll live on love and kisses, And be just as happy as the birds on the tree. The boy I love is up in the gallery, The boy I love is looking now at me, There he is, can't you see, waving his handkerchief, As merry as a robin that sings on a tree. (Contributed by =Ae= - April 2010)

    


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