‘At
The End Of My Old Cigar’ - a bit of the old gold of
the old music hall
One
of Adge Cutler’s great loves was the ‘Old Tyme Music
Hall’. He regularly referred to it in his live shows –
and would often introduce songs such ‘Saturday At The
Crown’ as being ‘time for a bit of the old gold
of the old music halls – or a colour something like it!’
Adge
sang the praises of the ‘greats’ of the music hall
era such as Florrie Ford,
Harry Champion and George Formby and in his inimitable style
would go on to say that it was ‘old Reg who remembered
all they’!
’The
End Of My Old Cigar’ was written by William Crump (1866-1942),
better known by his stage name of ‘Harry Champion’.
Harry had a wide repertoire
of songs, many of them sung at breakneck speed and often about
the joys of food. He became one of music hall's most successful
artists – his most well-known compostions perhaps being
“I'm Henery The Eighth I Am” and “Boiled Beef
and Carrots”. Over the years the cigar song has been sung
by numerous performers - many putting their own twist on the
lyrics.
Adge
included the song, with his own take on it, in his repertoire
from the late sixties right up to his untimely death in 1974.
So here is his version, recorded in the early 1970’s at
a ‘live’ show, of ‘At The End Of My Old Cigar’
– and for those youngsters amongst you in the last chorus
where the ‘Wife was selling kisses to the yanks for half
a bar’ – half a bar is slang for half a pound –
50 pence!
(Harry
Champion – old tyme music hall star)
Twenty
years ago the landlord of The Star
Said to me “Sir, would you like a big cigar?"
I smoked it unto Easter, and me dearly beloved wife
Said "Throw the ruddy thing away thing away” I said
“not on your life!"
At
the end of my old cigar, hurrah, hurrah, hurrah
Strode down Piccadilly, imagined “I’m a star!”
Not so very handsome but I’m a bit of a la-di-dah
I tickled the ladies' fancy with the end of my old cigar
La la la-la-la-la-la
La la la-la-la-la-la
Twenty
years ago I took a holiday
An’ early one morning I strode along the bay
Met a fair young maiden who’d been washed up on the shore
Nothing on but seaweed, so I took another draw
At
the end of me old cigar, hoorah, hoorah, hoorah
She said to me "Sir I don’t know who you are
Could give me something to cover my fig-u-r
Gave her the band I’d just took off the end of me old
cigar
La la la-la-la-la-la
La la la-la-la-la-la
Twenty years ago, I was in my surgery
When early one morning a lady said to me
"Can you vaccinate doctor me in a place that doesn’t
show"
Vaccinated Gertie!, what-ho, what-ho, what-ho!"
At
the end of my old cigar hurrah, hurrah, hurrah
Vaccinated Gertie, you should have seen the scar!"
Every time she lifts her clothes to get into a motor-car
Says oh look what the dirty Doctor did with the end of his old
cigar
Twenty
years ago they sent me over seas
When I saw the jerry’s my blood began to freeze
Sergeant major came and placed a tin hat on my head
Said, "If it's all the same to you, I'll wear it here instead!"
At
the end of my old cigar, hurrah, hurrah, hurrah
Wife was selling kisses to the yanks for half a bar
Missis was selling kisses to the yanks for half a bar
And I was doing all right on my own at the end of my old ciga-a-
r-r.