[00:00.00]I Took My Harp To A Party - Billy Cotton/His Orchestra
[00:09.87]Christmas is coming Christmas is coming
[00:12.85]Christmas is coming again
[00:15.71]But that never thrills me
[00:17.22]The thought of it chills me
[00:18.77]I tell you it fills me with pain
[00:21.70]It makes me remember a Christmas gone by
[00:24.59]When I was extremely upset
[00:27.75]A night in December an evening that I
[00:30.70]Would very much rather forget
[00:33.73]For I took me harp to a party
[00:36.80]But nobody asked me to play
[00:39.94]The others were jolly and earty
[00:43.06]But I wasn't feeling so gay
[00:46.04]They might have said play us a tune we can sing
[00:49.20]But somehow I don't think they noticed the thing
[00:52.44]I took me harp to a party
[00:55.17]But nobody asked me to play
[00:57.81]So I took the darned thing away
[01:34.12]They asked Mrs Morgan to play her mouth-organ
[01:37.35]And somebody else did a dance
[01:40.33]They let Mrs Carter perform a sonata
[01:42.97]But I wasn't given a chance
[01:46.57]A north country person called Sandy McPherson
[01:49.36]Played bagpipes and took off his coat
[01:52.52]While both the Miss Fawcetts bust
[01:54.32]Out of their corsets
[01:55.41]In trying to take a top note
[01:58.66]They sang home sweet home
[02:00.32]And The Banks of loch lomond
[02:01.85]And All the king's horses then trees
[02:04.71]While nephews and nieces kept playing their pieces
[02:07.57]And spreading their jam on the keys
[02:10.93]A daughter called Lena played her concertina
[02:13.62]We all played ridiculous games
[02:17.15]Til old Mr Dyer set his whiskers on fire
[02:19.94]And a fire engine played on the flames