George Formby
Now [C] I had a [G#7] sweetie [G7] once upon a [C] time,
well [G#7] she was my [G7] i-[C]deal,
And when she was [G#7] near I [G7] used to [C] feel,
[G#7] well you know how [G7] you [C] feel.
But [G] I was shy and couldn’t tell my love,
when I [D7] did my knees all [Em] shook,
So [G] I thought I would say it with music
and I [A] bought my-[D7]self a [G7] uke.
I [G#7] learnt this sloppy [G7] tune,
then one night underneath [A7] the [D7] Wigan [G7] moon.
I [C] told my [G#7] baby [G7] with the uku-[C]lele,
I [D7] sung a song of Ara-[G7]by, [C] [C7]
I [C] told my [G#7] baby [G7] with the uku-[C]lele,
[D7] but she only laughed at [G7] me.
I played it [C] soft and sad, she didn’t [G#7] care a bit,
And then I [Dm] got so mad I swore I’d [G#7] make a [G7] hit.
So I [C] told my [G#7] baby [G7] with the uku-[C]lele,
I [G#7] bashed her with it [G7] over the [C] head
But oh! she [G#7] was a pal,
I [C] only wish you could have [G#7] seen [G7] that [C] gal.
Her hair was brunette type, It [D7] had pretty wrinkles like you see in [G7] tripe.
She’s [C] going to [C7] have it [F] bobbed this [G#7] Spring,
Now [C] where will the sparrows nest, [G#7] po-[G7]or [C] things.
Her face, it is so bright, you [D7] can’t see a blemish on a foggy [G7] night,
And [C] when she [C7] smiles on [F] her own a-[G#7]ccord
Her [C] face lights up because she’s [G#7] lan-[G7]tern [C] jawed.
Her teeth they are divine, all [D7] the colours in the rainbow there you’ll [G7] find,
Black, [C] blue, [C7] green and [F] red you [G#7] bet,
She [C] only wants a white one for a [G#7] snoo-[G7]ker [C] set.
Her neck, I loved it so, I [D7] brought her a present about a week [G7] ago,
Two [C] little [C7] gifts she’ll [F] use I [G#7] hope,
I [C] bought her a sponge and a [G#7] bar [G7] of [C] soap.
When I [C] went to meet my [G#7] little maid, [D7]
I’ll let you hear the sera-[G#7]nade [G7] I [C] played
I [C] told my [G#7] baby [G7] with the uku-[C]lele, I [D7] sung a song of Ara-[G7]by, [C] [C7]
I [C] told my [G#7] baby [G7] with the uku-[C]lele, [D7] but she only laughed at [G7] me.
I played it [C] soft and sad, she didn’t [G#7] care a bit,
And then I [Dm] got so mad I swore I’d [G#7] make a [G7] hit.
So I [C] told my [G#7] baby [G7] with the uku-[C]lele,
I [G#7] bashed her with it [G7] over the [C] head
