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I often wish I could travel back in time
A hundred and twenty years
Or so would be just fine
To experience performing
In a music hall
With rowdy audiences
Having such a ball
Victorian life
Wasn't all that good with
Poverty and illness
In each neighbourhood
Years before TV and even radio
The music hall was where to go
As the concertina, the ukelele
And the old Joanna
Would be heard daily...
Let's go back to the music hall
We'll dance and sing
And have a proper free-for-all
When variety was
The spice of life you'd see
And not just a bucket from KFC
It was really all the rage
To be on the stage
The good old days
Were always such a golden age
Even in a crowded noisy
Smokey old saloon
Take me back
To the music hall real soon
When I think about
All the stars from that era
My respect and admiration
Could not be clearer
Marie Lloyd
Florrie Forde I'm such a fan
Vesta Tilley even
Dressed up as a man
The songs were about
Real life and often witty
With proper tunes
That aint composed by a committee
Years before TV and even radio
The music hall was where to go
Magicians, jugglers
And all things funny
You'd even find
A ventriloquist's dummy...
Let's go back to the music hall
And dance and sing
And have a proper free-for-all
When variety was
The spice of life you'd see
And not just a bucket from KFC
It was really all the rage
To be on the stage
The good old days
Were always such a golden age
Even in a crowded
Noisy smokey old saloon
Take me back
To the music hall real soon
Years before TV and even radio
The music hall was where to go
As the concertina, the ukelele
And the old Joanna
Would be heard daily
So if you fancy a change from Ed
And Adele check out
A song called "Daisy Bell"...
Let's go back to the music hall
And dance and sing
And have a proper free-for-all
When variety was
The spice of life you'd see
And not just a bucket from KFC
It was really all the rage
To be on the stage
The Good old days
Were always such a golden age
Even in a crowded
Noisy smokey old saloon
Take me back
To the music hall (real soon)
Let's go back to the music hall
And dance and sing
And have a proper free-for-all
Even in a crowded noisy
Smokey old saloon
Let's go back
To the music hall real soon
