Me ol' bam-boo (CCBB) Songtext

von Dick van Dyke

A gentleman's got a walking stick
A seaman's got a gaff
And the merry men of Robin Hood
They used a quarterstaff

On Spanish plains inside their canes
They hide their ruddy swords
But we make do with an old bam-boo
And everyone applauds

1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8

Me ol' bam-boo, me ol' bam-boo
You'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo
You can have me hat or me bumbershoot
But you'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo

When punting on the beautiful Thames
You use a sturdy pole
To protect their fair complexion
Ladies use a parasol

It's useful in the underbrush
To have a hefty spear (Right!)
But what we do with an old bam-boo
Makes everybody cheer

1 - 2 - 3 - HO!

Me ol' bam-boo, me ol' bam-boo
You'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo
You can have me hat or me bumbershoot
But you'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo

Have a go, mate . . .

A flyer in an aerial plane
He steers it with a stick (He does?)
A collier in the pits o' Wales
He leans upon his pick (That's right!)

Now every wheel of an automobile
Revolves around a shaft (HEY!)
But what we do with an old bam-boo
Makes every one go daft.

And 1 - 2

Me ol' bam-boo, me ol' bam-boo
You'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo
You can have me aht or me bumbershoot
But you'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo

1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - HEY!
And a 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - and a 5 and a 6 and a 7 HO!

Me ol' bam-boo, me ol' bam-boo
You'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo
You can have me hat or me bumbershoot
But you'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo

You'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo!