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ALBERT'S REUNION
(Stanley Holloway)
You've 'eard of young Albert Ramsbottom,
And Mrs Ramsbottom, and Dad
And the trouble the poor lion went through
Trying to stomach the lad
Well, after the lion disgorged him
Quite many a day 'ad gone by
But the lion just sat there and brooded
With a far away look in his eye
The keepers could do nowt wi' lion
He seemed to be suffering pain
He seemed to be fretting for something
And the curl all went out of his mane
It looked at its food and ignored it
Just gazed far away into space
When keepers tried forcible feeding
They got it all back in their face!
And at Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom's
The same kind of thing had begun
And though they tried all sorts of measures
They couldn't rouse Albert, their son
Now Mr Ramsbottom got fed up
At trying to please him in vain
And said, " If you don't start to buck up
I'll take you to lion again!"
Now instead of the lad getting frightened
And starting to quake at the knees,
He seemed to be highly delighted
And shouted," Oh Dad! If you Please!"
His father thought he had gone potty
His mother went nearly insane
But Albert stood firm, and just bellowed,
"I want to see lion again!"
So Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom
Decided the best thing to do
Was to give way to Albert, and take him
Straight-a-way back to the Zoo
The moment the lion saw Albert
For the first time for weeks it had stirred
It moved the left side of its whiskers
Then lay on its back and just purred
And before anybody could stop him
Young Albert were stroking his paws
And whilst the crowd screamed for the keepers
The little lad opened its jaws
The crowd were completely dumfounded
His mother was out, to the wide,
But they knew, by the bumps and the bulges
That Albert was once more inside
Then all of sudden, the lion
Stood up and let out a roar
And Albert, all smiling and happy,
Came out, with a thud, on the floor
The crowd, by this time, were all cheering
And Albert stood there looking grand
With the stick with the horses-head handle
Clutched in his chubby young hand
The lion grew so fond of Albert,
It couldn't be parted from lad
And so zoological keepers
Sent round a note to his Dad:
We regret to say lion is worried
And pining for your little man
So sending you lion tomorrow
Arriving in plain covered van
And if you should go 'round any evening
When Albert has gone off to rest
There's the lion, all tucked up beside him
Asleep, with 'is 'ead on his chest
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(Stanley Holloway)
You've 'eard of young Albert Ramsbottom,
And Mrs Ramsbottom, and Dad
And the trouble the poor lion went through
Trying to stomach the lad
Well, after the lion disgorged him
Quite many a day 'ad gone by
But the lion just sat there and brooded
With a far away look in his eye
The keepers could do nowt wi' lion
He seemed to be suffering pain
He seemed to be fretting for something
And the curl all went out of his mane
It looked at its food and ignored it
Just gazed far away into space
When keepers tried forcible feeding
They got it all back in their face!
And at Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom's
The same kind of thing had begun
And though they tried all sorts of measures
They couldn't rouse Albert, their son
Now Mr Ramsbottom got fed up
At trying to please him in vain
And said, " If you don't start to buck up
I'll take you to lion again!"
Now instead of the lad getting frightened
And starting to quake at the knees,
He seemed to be highly delighted
And shouted," Oh Dad! If you Please!"
His father thought he had gone potty
His mother went nearly insane
But Albert stood firm, and just bellowed,
"I want to see lion again!"
So Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom
Decided the best thing to do
Was to give way to Albert, and take him
Straight-a-way back to the Zoo
The moment the lion saw Albert
For the first time for weeks it had stirred
It moved the left side of its whiskers
Then lay on its back and just purred
And before anybody could stop him
Young Albert were stroking his paws
And whilst the crowd screamed for the keepers
The little lad opened its jaws
The crowd were completely dumfounded
His mother was out, to the wide,
But they knew, by the bumps and the bulges
That Albert was once more inside
Then all of sudden, the lion
Stood up and let out a roar
And Albert, all smiling and happy,
Came out, with a thud, on the floor
The crowd, by this time, were all cheering
And Albert stood there looking grand
With the stick with the horses-head handle
Clutched in his chubby young hand
The lion grew so fond of Albert,
It couldn't be parted from lad
And so zoological keepers
Sent round a note to his Dad:
We regret to say lion is worried
And pining for your little man
So sending you lion tomorrow
Arriving in plain covered van
And if you should go 'round any evening
When Albert has gone off to rest
There's the lion, all tucked up beside him
Asleep, with 'is 'ead on his chest
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