Subject: Lyr Add: SAM HALL
From:
Flash Company
Date: 01 Nov 04 - 10:30 AM
The Immortal Ron Moody did this as a monologue:-
Oh me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep,
Oh me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep
Oh me name it is Sam Hall, AND I HATE YER, one and all,
You're a load of bastards all, damn your eyes.
I have furnished all me rooms, thats no lie, thats no lie,
I have furnished all me rooms, thats no lie,
I have furnished all me rooms wi' black brushes an' black brooms,
And beside a chimbley pot, wot I stole, wot I stole,
And beside a chimbley pot wot I stole
Oh they tell me in this jail I must die, I must die,
Oh they tell me in this jail I must die,
Oh they tell me in this jail I will get no more strong ale
But in that I'll never fail, damn your eyes.
Oh I rode up Tyburn Hill in a cart, in a cart,
Oh I rode up Tyburn Hill in a cart,
Oh I rode up Tyburn Hill, and I stopped and had me gill,
Saying the best of friends must part, so must I, so must I,
Saying the best of friends must part, so must I
I saw Molly in the crowd, in the crowd, in the crowd,
I saw Molly in the crowd, in the crowd,
I saw Molly in the crowd an I shouted out aloud
MOLLY AI'NT YER BLOODY PRAHD, DAMN YOUR EYES
Up the ladder I must grope, that's no joke' thats no joke,
Up the ladder I must grope, thats no joke,
Up the ladder I must grope, an' Jack Ketch will pull the rope,
And I'll tell him as I CHOKE, DAMN YOUE EYaaaaghs!
If you can arrange for someone to hit the lights and plunge the place into darkness on the last word it is very effective!
FC
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