Traditional 'old time' cockney music hall sing along. Being from 'oop North I don't understand some of the words! Verse 1 C Just a week or two ago my poor old Uncle Bill G Went and kicked the bucket and he left me in his Will C The other day I popped around to see poor Auntie Jane G She said your Uncle Bill has left to you a old watch and chain C I put it on right across me vest F Thought I looked a dandy as it dangled on me chest C
Just to flash it off I started walking round about G A lot of kiddies followed me and all began to shout Chorus C F Any old iron any old iron any any any old iron G You look neat talk about a treat You look dapper from your napper to your feet C Dressed in style brand new tile F And your father's old green tie on C But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain G C Old iron old iron Verse 2 C I went to the city once and I thought I'd have a spree G The Mayor of London he was there that's who I came to see C He dashed up at a canter in a carriage and a pair G I shouted Holler boys and threw my hat up in the air C Just then the Mayor he began to smile F Saw my face and then he shouted Lummy what a dial C Started Lord Mayoring an' I thought that I should die G When pointing to my watch and chain and he hollered to me Hi Chorus C F Any old iron any old iron any any any old iron G You look neat talk about a treat You look dapper from your napper to your feet C Dressed in style brand new tile F And your father's old green tie on C But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain G C Old iron old iron Verse 3 C Just to have a little bit of fun the other day G Made up in my watch and chain I went and drew my pay C Then got out with a lot of other colonels on the loose G I got full right up to here in fourp'ny stagger juice C One of them said we want a pot of ale F Run him to the rag shop and we'll bung him on the scale C I heard the fellow say what's in this bundle that you've got G Then whisper to me kindly do you want to lose your lot Chorus C F Any old iron any old iron any any any old iron G You look neat talk about a treat You look dapper from your napper to your feet C Dressed in style brand new tile F And your father's old green tie on C But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain G C Old iron old iron Verse 4 C Shan't forget when I got married to Selena Brown G The way that people laughed at me it made me feel a clown C I began to wonder when their dials began to crack G If by mistake I'd got my Sunday trousers front to back C I wore my chain on me Darby-kel F The sun was shining on it and made me look a swell C The organ started playing and the bells began to ring G Me chain began to rattle so the choir began to sing Chorus C F Any old iron any old iron any any any old iron G You look neat talk about a treat You look dapper from your napper to your feet C Dressed in style brand new tile F And your father's old green tie on C But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch chain G C C G C