A Thick, Thick Fog In London 1935

Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK - 19 Jul 2003

'Twas a very foggy night,
tho' the gas lamps were alight,
you couldn't see the end of your nose.
We had just gone off to bed,
when my wife sat up and said:
"You're going to take the dog out,
I suppose?"
I said: "It's very foggy,
but I'll take him,
perhaps he ought to have
a breath of air?"
But my heart went in my feet
when he scampered up the street
and I simply couldn't find
the little doggie anywhere.

I lost my way in a thick, thick fog
in a thick, thick fog in London.
It was half past nine,
I was taking out the dog
in a thick, thick fog in London;
I wandered round and round
and round the houses,
I couldn't find a p'liceman anywhere,
and at half past two,
when the moon broke thro,'
I was all alone
with Nelson in Trafalgar Square.

I wandered on and on and on
and round and round about,
if I went home without the dog
my wife would turn me out,
she thinks a lot about it,
Alas! it's very true,
to her the dog is number one,
and I come number two.

I wandered on and up and down
and into Leicester Square,
I thought that there was just a chance
I'd find my doggie there.
But if the dog had been there,
I guess it must have gone;
I thought I'd better do the same
and so I wandered on!

I wandered by The Tower
and I fell in to The Moat,
a p'liceman dragged me out of there
and grabbed me by the coat.
He said: "My lad, I think you've had
a drop too much to drink."
I said: "Well you're a blooming fool
if that is what you think."

I found my way back home
and found a sight to make me weep,
for there, beside the bed,
I saw the little dog asleep,
my wife was all standoffish
got right up on the shelf,
I said: "When next it's foggy
you can air the dog yourself."

Cause I lost my way in a thick, thick fog
in a thick, thick fog in London.
It was half past nine,
I was taking out the dog
in a thick, thick fog in London;
I wandered round and round
and round the houses,
I couldn't find a p'liceman anywhere,
and at half past two,
when the moon broke thro,'
I was all alone
with Nelson in Trafalgar Square.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
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lyric
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A Thick, Thick, Fog In London 1935
Music and Words by Noel Gay
copyright MCMXXXV by Campbell, Connelly and Co.Ltd.
sequence and karaoke by Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK
on Saturday 19 July 2003 at 13.09
in association with Doug Grierson
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