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When I was a bachelor
I lived by myself
And I worked at the weaver's trade
And the only only thing that I did that was wrong
Was to woe a fair young maid
I woe'd her in the summertime
Part of the Winter too-oh
And the only only thing that I did that was wrong
Was to save her from the foggy, foggy dew
One night she came to my bed side
When I was fast asleep
She threw her arms around my head
And she began to weep
She wept, she cried
She darn near died
Ah me what could I do-oh?
So I pulled her into bed
And I covered up her head
Just to save her from the foggy, foggy dew
Again I am a bachelor
I live with my son
And we work at the weaver's trade
And every single time that I look into his eyes
He reminds me of the fair young maid
He reminds me of the summertime
Part of the Winter too-oh
And of the many, many times
That I took her in my arms
Just to save her from the foggy, foggy dew
- Album:
- Strictly for Grown-Ups
- We Loved You Madly, Chapter 97: Reefer Man
- The Bricklayer: 17 More Comedy Classics
- Paddy Roberts
- Strictly for Grown-Ups/Paddy Roberts Pop Songs
- The Very Best of Paddy Roberts
- The Ballad of Bethnal Green EP
- Strictly for Grown-Ups / Paddy Roberts Tries Again
- Follow Me, Vol. 2
- The Ballad of Bethnal Green
- Essential Paddy Roberts, Vol. 2
- Never Had It So Good, Vol. 2
- Comedy Legends UK & USA
- The Big Dee-Jay and Other Songs for Grown-Ups!
- The Best of Paddy Roberts
- Songs For Gay Dogs