Dont Dilly Dally on the Way--The Cock Linnet Song is a song by Fred Leigh and Charles Collins. This performance is from an British LP issued in the 1960s.<br>We had to move away cause the rent we <br>couldnt pay. The moving van came round <br>just after dark. There was me and my old <br>man, shoving things inside the van, which <br>wed often done before, let me remark.<br>We packed all that could be packed in the <br>van and thats a fact, and we got inside all <br>we could get inside. Then we packed all we <br>could pack on the tailboard at the back til<br>there wasnt any room for me to ride.<br>My old man said, Follow the van-- <br>and dont dilly dally on the way! <br>Off went the cart with the home <br>packed in it. I walked behind with <br>me old cock linnet. But I dillied and <br>dallied, dallied and dillied--lost the <br>van and dont know where to roam.<br>I stopped on the <br>way to have the <br>old half-quartern,<br>And I cant find <br>my way home.<br>I gave a helping hand with the marble <br>wash-handstand, and--straight!--we wasnt <br>getting on so bad. All at once the carman <br>bloke had an accident and broke--well, the <br>nicest bit of china that we had. <br>Youll understand, of course, I was cross <br>about the loss same as any other human <br>woman would. But I soon got over that, <br>what with two-out and a chat cause its <br>little things like that what does you good.<br>My old man said, Follow the van-- <br>and dont dilly dally on the way! <br>Off went the cart with the home <br>packed in it. I walked behind with <br>me old cock linnet. But I dillied and <br>dallied, dallied and dillied--lost the <br>van and dont know where to roam.<br>You cant trust the <br>specials like the old-time <br>coppers when you cant <br>find your way home.<br>All together now.
