Now old jolly Jack was a hardworkin' chap, And he longed for the chance to be free, Stuck a pin in the map as it laid on his lap, And he stuck it in gay Paree. It were quite by chance that he heard of France, 'Cos he'd never been away before, He was straight off the boat, with his ten-bob note, When his heart fell through the floor.
Chorus: Oh, I'll never get a scrumpy here No, I'll never get a nice mild beer Give me England every time, my dear 'Cos you never get surprises livin' in Devizes However hard I bloomin' try Seems I'll never get a hot meat pie In old Somerset's where I'll die When I die.....
So he made his way, in complete dismay, Where the folks all goes at night, And standing there was a girl so fair, Her eyes were shinin' bright Put 'is hand in his pocket, and it felt like a rocket, Glowin' in his hand like a flame So he winked his eye, and she give a cry, \"Have you chicken?\" \"No, I'm game!\"