I Took My Harp to a Party

I Took My Harp To A Party - Billy Cotton/His Orchestra

Christmas is coming Christmas is coming

Christmas is coming again

But that never thrills me

The thought of it chills me

I tell you it fills me with pain

It makes me remember a Christmas gone by

When I was extremely upset

A night in December an evening that I

Would very much rather forget

For I took me harp to a party

But nobody asked me to play

The others were jolly and earty

But I wasn't feeling so gay

They might have said play us a tune we can sing

But somehow I don't think they noticed the thing

I took me harp to a party

But nobody asked me to play

So I took the darned thing away

They asked Mrs Morgan to play her mouth-organ

And somebody else did a dance

They let Mrs Carter perform a sonata

But I wasn't given a chance

A north country person called Sandy McPherson

Played bagpipes and took off his coat

While both the Miss Fawcetts bust

Out of their corsets

In trying to take a top note

They sang home sweet home

And The Banks of loch lomond

And All the king's horses then trees

While nephews and nieces kept playing their pieces

And spreading their jam on the keys

A daughter called Lena played her concertina

We all played ridiculous games

Til old Mr Dyer set his whiskers on fire

And a fire engine played on the flames