BICEPS, MUSCLE AND BRAWN
(Harry Gifford / Fred Cliffe / George Formby)

as recorded by George Formby
July 11th 1937



Why am I forgotten by the girl I love?
Because me clothes hang on me like a sack!
I know I'm not athletic
And look a bit pathetic,
And wear most of me chest upon me back!
The nation's got an A1 plan
And I might turn into a man,
If I'd biceps, muscle and brawn!

I'd grow spinach on me chest,
Where the birds could build the nest,
If I'd biceps, muscle and brawn!
In competitions, exhibitions, catch as catch catch,
I would win some lovely cups and saucers to match!
The girls would all love my physique,
I'd let them see it twice a week,
If I'd biceps, muscle and brawn!

My ribs at knock knock wouldn't play
Or rattle on a windy day,
If I'd biceps, muscle and brawn!
Hercules was far from slim
But I could show them more than him,
If I'd biceps, muscles and brawn!
In competitions, exhibitions, catch as catch catch,
I would win some lovely cups and saucers to match!
The ladies white hope I would be,
They'd hope to see much more of me,
If I'd biceps, muscle and brawn!

I'd look swell when out of doors
In my fifty bob plus-fours,
If I'd biceps, muscle and brawn!
My photo in the press you'd see
To show what bile beans did for me,
If I'd biceps, muscle and brawn!
In competitions, exhibitions, catch as catch catch,
I would win some lovely cups and saucers to match!
I'd have strength to carry on
And something good to sit upon,
If I'd biceps, muscle and brawn!




(Transcribed by Peter Akers - March 2017)