A Scotch specialty, 1907.
words by Harry Lauder and Frank Folloy
music by Sir Harry Lauder
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
1. Oh! I’m courting a farmer’s dochter
She’s one of the nicest ever seen
Her cheeks they are a rosy red
And her age is just sweet seventeen
When I throw my arms around her neck
And try to steal a kiss
Oh, she’ll wriggle and giggle and twist and twiggle
And then you’ll hear her shouting this
Chorus
Will you stop yer tickling, Jock
Oh, stop yer tickling, Jock
Dinna mak’ me laugh so hearty
Or you’ll mak me choke
Oh, I wish you’d stop yer nonsense
Just look at all the folk
Will yer stop yer tic-kle-ing, tic-kle-ic-kle-ing
Stop yer tickling, Jock
2. Oh! she went to the seaside with me
I thought she would like to see the sea
Oh!, I did enjoy mysel’ that day
And I can tell you, so did she
On the railway train as we went
Thro’ the tunnels in the dark
Oh, ev’ry time I wink’d at her
The passengers heard her remark
3. Oh! I went to the farm one Sunday
Because she invited me to tea
Her faither and her mither went to the kirk
Which was a’richt for me
What a lovely, lovely feed we had
Of ham and eggs and bun
Oh, and after that we had some treacle
Roly poly just for fun
4. Oh! I’m thinking o’ getting married
In that, d’ ye ken, there’ll be no harm
Oh! because I think she’s just the sort of lass
To keep me nice and warm
I think she has a lot o’ brass
But that I’ll find out soon
If she has, then we’ll go riding on
The Subway Line for the honeymoon
Sung here by Fred Feild: