(Thompson/Barson)



I wear my cap with pride

When swaying side to side

Indoors where it be crude

Too late to find me shrewd.

I never lay in doubt

When walking from about

At home where it be warm

You're sound asleep unborn!



I'm a small chap

Walk tall chap

When it rains

Cats and dogs

From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.



Inside a rubber wall yelling

Screams echo, off the ceiling.

My love could penetrate

So I'll leave you now prostrate.

My fag smoulders out and out

And odours waft there about

So I give my head a kip

My cap's worn to a split.



I'm a small chap

Walk tall chap

When it rains

Cats and dogs

From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.



I wear my cap with pride

When swaying side to side

Indoors where I feel nude

Too late to find me shrewd.

I never lay in doubt

When walking from about

At home where it be warm

You're sound asleep unborn!



I'm a small chap

Walk tall chap

When it rains

Cats and dogs

From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.