I was weaned on cucumber and on my wedding day When the fun was over and the guests had gone away My old darling said to me "You must be hungry Joe! Is there anything you fancy?" I said, "Fancy, Don't you know?" "I like pickled onions, I like piccalilli Pickled cabbage is all right With a bit of cold meat on Sunday night I can grow termartoeses, but what I do prefer Is a little bit of cu-cum cu-cum cu-cum Little bit of cu-cum-ber.' I went flying in the air with my old college chum Suddenly he said to me "We're bound for kingdom come! Have you anything on your brain be- -fore you wear a crown?" I began to shake and said "Write this confession down." "I like pickled onions, ... ... with a bit of cold tripe ... ... little bit of cu-cum cummy-cummy cum-cum ... Several years of married life have brought me lots of joys I don't know how many girls, but think there's fourteen boys When the last one came to town, it nearly turned my head He was marked with a cucumber and the first words that he said was: "I like pickled onions, ... ... with bubble and squeak ... ... I can grow tommyartoeses ... ... little bit of cu-cum cum-cummidy cum-cum ... To the lord Mayor's banquet I went in one foggy day When I saw the grub it took my appetite away With sparrowgrass and chaffinches and pigs-head stuffed with jam I said "I don't care for that -- You don't know who I am!" "I like pickled onions, ... ... with a bit of cold meat ... ... I can grow tommyartoeses ... ... little bit of cu-cum I cum you cum ... "I like pickled onions, ...
recording: Harry Champion [YouTube]
history: song history [Folk Song and Music Hall]