Tinker Behind The Door Lyrics & Chords By Figgy Duff

In London town where I do dwell,
A buxom lass I know quite well,
In London town where I do dwell,
A buxom lass I know quite well,
A servant to a gentleman,
A tinker came to her to sell her a pan.
All to kettle fol little fol ay dee oh,
Whack fol little fol ay dee oh.

The gentleman being out one day
The tinker came here to sport and play,
The gentleman being out one day
The tinker came here to sport and play,
He got this maid behind the door,
And gently laid her on the floor.
All to kettle fol little fol ay dee oh,
Whack fol little fol ay dee oh.

The joke being over and for his pan
She slipped him twenty guineas in hand,
The joke being over and for his pan
She slipped him twenty guineas in hand,
Saying, "If you pass this way again
My kettle is ready to boil the same."
All to kettle fol little fol ay dee oh,
Whack fol little fol ay dee oh.

"The landlord will get me a pot of good beer,
For twenty guineas I have got here.
The landlord will get me a pot of good beer,
For twenty guineas I have got here."
"Your money is good, my liquor is fine,
You must stay here with me and dine."
All to kettle fol little fol ay dee oh,
Whack fol little fol ay dee oh.

It was not long so I've been told
The tinker used up all his gold,
It was not long so I've been told
The tinker used up all his gold,
He's got to do as he did before,
Go boil the kettle behind the door.
All to kettle fol little fol ay dee oh,
Whack fol little fol ay dee oh.