She's Proud And She's Beau-tie-ful

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 17 Sept 2012
2012

Now, Oi love my Sarah
she works at our varm
and so long as she's true to me
Oi'll do her no harm.
When she told Oi
she'd marry Oi
Oi felt twice as big,
for Oi'd rayther have Sarah
than master's prize pig.

She's proud
and she's beautiful
she's fat and she's fair
as the buttercups
and the daisies
wot grows in the air!
Fidoltherolday!
Fidoltherolday!
Fidoltherol!
Fidoltherol
Fidoltheroldolday!

When we goes out courting
Oi loikes it 'cos whoi?
All the toime
she says nothing much
and noither don't Oi.
If Oi gives her a little squeeze,
then she squeezes me
and the more Sarah squeezes Oi,
the more Oi loves she!

She's proud
and she's beautiful
she's fat and she's fair
as the buttercups
and the daisies
wot grows in the air!
Fidoltherolday!
Fidoltherolday!
Fidoltherol!
Fidoltherol
Fidoltheroldolday!

When mother she heerd
how my Sarah Oi'd won,
she said: "That gal bayn't good enough
for my handsome son!"
My fayther he looked at me
so gentile and kind,
and wanted to know
if my Sara were blind!

She's proud
and she's beautiful
she's fat and she's fair
as the buttercups
and the daisies
wot grows in the air!
Fidoltherolday!
Fidoltherolday!
Fidoltherol!
Fidoltherol
Fidoltheroldolday!

When us two gets married
there's sure to be fun,
for they tells Oi the parson
he makes two into one;
But Oi think we shall puzzle him
for 'twixt you and me,
There's enough meat on Sarah
to make two or three.

She's proud
and she's beautiful
she's fat and she's fair
as the buttercups
and the daisies
wot grows in the air!
Fidoltherolday!
Fidoltherolday!
Fidoltherol!
Fidoltherol
Fidoltheroldolday!

This morning my Sarah
were milking the cow
when the stool over balanced
and she fell somehow.
"Have you hurt yourself very much?"
I started to yell;
She says: "Oi've hurt my arm!"
But that bain't where she fell!

She's proud
and she's beautiful
she's fat and she's fair
as the buttercups
and the daisies
wot grows in the air!
Fidoltherolday!
Fidoltherolday!
Fidoltherol!
Fidoltherol
Fidoltheroldolday!

Now, the first loving couple,
or, so Oi believe,
were a young man named Adam
and a damesel called Eve;
People say it was wrong of him
that apple to chew,
but if Eve were loike Sarah
what else could he do?

She's proud
and she's beautiful
she's fat and she's fair
as the buttercups
and the daisies
wot grows in the air!
Fidoltherolday!
Fidoltherolday!
Fidoltherol!
Fidoltherol
Fidoltheroldolday!

Poor Sarah she fell
in the river one day
and she might have been drowndid
if Oi'd not passed that way.
When Oi'd saved her,
she looked as if
Oi'd done some big crime
and she said: "Just you mind
where you grab me next time!"

She's proud
and she's beautiful
she's fat and she's fair
as the buttercups
and the daisies
wot grows in the air!
Fidoltherolday!
Fidoltherolday!
Fidoltherol!
Fidoltherol
Fidoltheroldolday!

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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She's Proud And She's Beau-tie-ful
The Plough Boy
sung by George Bastow
by Fred W.Leigh & George Bastow
© 1905 by Francis, Day & Hunter Ltd.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Sunday 16 September 2012 at 11.37
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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score courtesy The Late Doug Grierson
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