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PERFORMING ARTISTS
George Formby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Formby
Composer
Frederick E. Cliffe
Songwriter
Harry Gifford
Writer
Letra
I'm faithful to my comrades
My motto's loyalty
I run straight with my stable mates
And they run straight with me
Come on George
You'll hear them roar
Ten to one I'll start for sure
I'll pass the post
By half past four
I couldn't let the stable down
To race in France
I'll begin
"Qu'est que c'est tres bonne chance"
I learnt that off a sardine tin
I couldn't let the stable down
We've got pride
Put on side
Ride the high horse too
If we're late
At the starting gate
The horse will pull us through
Cast-off clothes I used to sell
In riding breeches I look swell
A girl said "Cast off those as well"
I couldn't let the stable down
Near the town hall yesterday
With my horse I couldn't stay
They said the mayor might come that way
And I couldn't let the stable down
"Your stomach's wrong" said Doctor Drew
"Diet" I said "if I do"
My favourite colours are pink and blue
I couldn't let the stable down
In a new disc and by gosh
What I wear makes me look posh
A nice transparent Mackintosh
I couldn't let the stable down
With Violet I went in a wood
The wood violets were all in bud
When I found out that Violet would
I couldn't let the stable down
I know a girl when nights are fine
Walks in her sleep she looks divine
Tonight I'm going to walk in mine
I couldn't let the stable down
A dame said "For a sport that's real
Shoot at my country seat at Deal"
I hit it three times off the reel
I couldn't let the stable down
Written by: Frederick E. Cliffe, George Formby, Harry Gifford