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 the 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
Cause 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
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 was 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
Writer(s): Harry Gifford, Fred E Cliffe
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