With My Little Stick of Blackpool Rock
Seaside Adventures: George Formby's Sweet Summer Escapades
Lyrics
Every year when summer comes round, off to the sea I go.
Every summer, I head to the seaside.
I don't care if I do spend a pound, I'm rather rash I know.
Regardless of spending money, I'm impulsive.
See me dressed like all the sports, in my blazer and a pair of shorts.
Dressed casually in a blazer and shorts.
With my little stick of Blackpool Rock, along the promenade I stroll.
Carrying my stick of Blackpool Rock, I walk along the promenade.
It may be sticky but I never complain, it's nice to have a nibble at it now and again
Although sticky, I enjoy nibbling on it occasionally.
Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock.
Children gather around me every day wherever I go.
One afternoon the band conductor up on his stand
A band conductor lost his baton.
Somehow lost his baton - it flew out of his hand
The baton flew out of his hand.
So I jumped in his place and then conducted the band
I stepped in and conducted the band.
With my little stick of Blackpool Rock
Still carrying my Blackpool Rock stick.
With my little stick of Blackpool Rock, along the promenade I stroll,
Continuing my stroll with the stick of Blackpool Rock.
In my pocket it got stuck I could tell
The stick got stuck in my pocket.
‘Cos when I pulled it out I pulled my shirt off as well
When pulling it out, my shirt came off too.
Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock.
Kids gather around me wherever I go.
A girl while bathing clung to me, my wits had to use
A girl in distress clung to me while bathing.
She cried, "I'm drowning, and to save me, you won't refuse"
She claimed she was drowning and needed help.
I said, "Well if you're drowning then I don't want to lose
I joked about not wanting to lose my stick while saving her.
My little stick of Blackpool Rock."
Emphasizing the stick even in a serious moment.
With my little stick of Blackpool Rock, along the promenade I stroll
Continuing the stroll with the stick along the promenade.
In the ballroom I went dancing each night
I danced in the ballroom frequently.
No wonder every girl that danced with me, stuck to me tight
Girls who danced with me stuck close.
Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock.
Kids kept gathering around me.
A fellow took my photograph it cost one and three.
Someone took my photo for a fee.
I said when it was done, "Is that supposed to be me?"
I questioned the likeness in the photo to me.
"You've properly mucked it up the only thing I can see is
Expressing disappointment in the poorly captured image.
My little stick of Blackpool Rock."
Only seeing the stick in the photo.
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