Текст песни Bing Crosby - Knees Up, Mother Brown (2001 Digital Remaster)
"Mother Brown's", that's a popular Chelsea pub
You're a lucky bloke
If you're part of this, drinking club
Carry on Pamela
We really make a night of it
And at the very height of it
We raise our mugs and start to dance
Everybody hollers "Knees up, Mother Brown"
"Knees up, Mother Brown"
Under the table you must go, ee-ii-ee-ii, ee-ii-oo
And if I catch you bendin'
I'll saw your knees right off
So knees up, knees up, don't get the breeze up
Knees up Mother Brown
Get those knees up, Mother brown
Knees up Mother Brown
This ain't the Lambeth walking no, ee-ii-ee-ii, ee-ii-oo
And if your bones are creaking
Don't let it get you down
It's knees up, knees up, don't get the breeze up
Knees up Mother Brown
At Mother Brown's you can order your ...?
At Mother Brown's, everybody just loves to laugh
And we don't give a tuppenny
'Long as we like the company
And when our favourite game begins
Everybody hollers "Knees up, Mother Brown"
"Knees up, Mother Brown"
I'll show you how ...?, ee-ii-ee-ii, ee-ii-oo
Oh you can be a smasher
Tough of London Town
So knees up, knees up, don't get the breeze up
Knees up Mother Brown
You did it tonight alright
What are you doing tomorrow night?
Knees up, knees up, don't get the breeze up
Knees up Mother Brown
