paroles de chanson The Man Was a Stranger to Me - George Formby

I never could get on with strangers somehow
Strange faces I never could see
Now I met a man in the street t′other day
Well the man was a stranger to me
He said, "What's the time?", so I pulled out me watch
I said "Look for yourself, do go on!
I don′t think it's going!", he said, "Yes it is!"
In a tick after that it was gone!
As I opened me eyes
I said, "How the time flies!"
And me watch in his hand I could see
I'd a good mind to ask him to give it me back
But the man was a stranger to me!
One night up the west I was swankin′ about
When this stylish young lady dashed by
With a heavy portmanteau, she′d been for the coal
I could tell by the piece in her eye!
She said, "Will you carry this for me Marie?
Well I've carried parcels before
And she was good lookin′, so I took on the job
And I carried it home to her door
The door opened wide
She said, "Come inside
Sit you down and I'll make you some tea
Are you fond of pastries?"
I would have said yes
But the girl was a stranger to me!
And the man was a stranger to me!