MY PLUS FOURS
(Harry Gifford / Fred E Cliffe / George Formby)

as recorded by George Formby
March 23rd 1937


When I was growin' bigger,
Some plus fours I had made,
I knew they'd suit my figure
For the figure that I paid!

When I bought them I was skinned,
As I walked home the folks all grinned,
For the three bob sale price ticket was pinned 
On my plus fours!

I nursed a baby once for fun,
Gave him some milk, and when he'd done
The colour all began to run
On my plus fours!

I've had them pressed, I've had them turned, 
But no-one can tell The front side is the back side 
And they're inside out as well!

The first night after I was wed,
My bride, such nasty things she said,
'Cause I was shy and went to bed
In my plus fours!

A spout I climbed, my girl to see,
I jumped but a rusty nail caught me,
And hangin' from her balcony
Were my plus fours!

I rode a moke on Hampstead Heath,
I was less on top than underneath.
I rode three miles with a donkey's teeth 
In my plus fours!

I've had them pressed, I've had them turned, 
But no-one can tell The front side is the back side 
And they're inside out as well!

Once in a hospital, oh lor!
They x-rayed me, and what is more,
They were surprised at what they saw
In my plus fours!

On a chair I sat with a girl so sweet,
The paint was wet, then down the street, 
I ran like hell without a seat 
Of my plus fours!

My landlady has got good sense,
To start the week, well she'll commence, 
Each Monday she gets eighteen pence 
On my plus fours!

I've had them turned, I've had them pressed, 
But no-one can tell The front side is the back side 
And they're inside out as well!

In a field I slept just near some calves; 
A farmer woke me through his laughs, 
With a milkmaid he was playing draughts 
On my plus fours!




(Transcribed by Peter Akers - April 2017)