Oh If I Were A Fiver And Sixpence

Oh, if I were a fiver and sixpence
I know just what I’d do
I’d spend and die for a bridie pie
And a custard square or two
(Yes a custard square or two)
Oh if I were a fiver and sixpence
I know just what I’d need
Hire a balladeer to sing everywhere
and be famed in word and deed
(Yes be famed in word and deed)
Oh if I were a fiver and sixpence
I know just what I’d try
I’d buy you out of your finest stout
And I’d drink the bottles dry
(Yes I’d drink the bottles dry)
Oh if I were a fiver and sixpence
I know just where I’d be
I’d face no fuss on a country bus
For I paid my way with me
(Yes I paid my way with me)
For a fiver and sixpence is me
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No, I don’t know what I’m doing either.