With My Little Stick of Blackpool Rock

Every year when summer comes round, off to the sea I go. I don't care if I do spend a pound, I'm rather rash I know. See me dressed like all the sports, in my blazer and a pair of shorts. With my little stick of Blackpool Rock, along the promenade I stroll. It may be sticky but I never complain, it's nice to have a nibble at it now and again Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock. One afternoon the band conductor up on his stand Somehow lost his baton - it flew out of his hand So I jumped in his place and then conducted the band With my little stick of Blackpool Rock With my little stick of Blackpool Rock, along the promenade I stroll, In my pocket it got stuck I could tell ‘Cos when I pulled it out I pulled my shirt off as well Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock. A girl while bathing clung to me, my wits had to use She cried, "I'm drowning, and to save me, you won't refuse" I said, "Well if you're drowning then I don't want to lose My little stick of Blackpool Rock." With my little stick of Blackpool Rock, along the promenade I stroll In the ballroom I went dancing each night No wonder every girl that danced with me, stuck to me tight Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock. A fellow took my photograph it cost one and three. I said when it was done, "Is that supposed to be me?" "You've properly mucked it up the only thing I can see is My little stick of Blackpool Rock." --- With My Little Stick of Blackpool Rock - George Formby