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Arthur Lloyd's 'Just By The Angel At Islington'

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Arthur Lloyd's 'Just By The Angel At Islington'

Arthur Lloyd's 'Just By The Angel At Islington'

Arthur Lloyd's 'Just By The Angel At Islington'

Arthur Lloyd's 'Just By The Angel At Islington'

Arthur Lloyd's 'Just By The Angel At Islington'

Arthur Lloyd's 'Just By The Angel At Islington'

 

I'm a draper's assistant, my name is Juke Bell,
I sometimes get out and I then do the swell;
To be known from all others I dress up in blue,
Blue coat, inexpressibles, neckerchief' too:
My clothes I can get at the wholesale price,
And I flatter myself that I look very nice,
To the girls, bless their hearts, I sometime give a treat
By showing my elegant form in a street.

Chorus

Just by the Angel at Islington,
Close by the clock that always is wrong;
There many 'Favorite' busses stop,
Opposite Marshall's Cigar and 'backy shop;
Where a fellow can get - without any joke,
A weed I'll be bound he'll be able to smoke,
Just by the Angel, Just by the Angel, Just by the Angel at Islington.

I promenade always a regular beat,
The street I allude to is called Upper Street;
I like Upper Street 'cos you know it's not low,
And by all the dear girls I'm considered a beau.
One evening when in the aforesaid street,
An imposing young maiden I happened to meet,
So graceful in carriage, so straight and so tall,
I followed this girl till she stopp'd at a Hall.

Just by the Angel, &c.

I ventured to speak, took her into the Hall,
And for her, Lemonade mix'd with Sherry did call;
Heard a good comic song and a loud Tenor roar,
Then saw the dear girl safely home to her door.
The place where she lived was in Pentonville;
Her father in sofas and carpets did deal;
He'd a furniture warehouse of wond'rous extent,
And to meet that sweet girl every evening I went.

Just by the Angel at Islington,
Close by the clock that always is wrong;
There many 'Favorite' busses stop,
Opposite Marshall's Cigar and 'backy shop;
Where a fellow can get - without any joke,
A weed I'll be bound he'll be able to smoke,
Just by the Angel, Just by the Angel, Just by the Angel at Islington.

We were billing and cooing for some months, until -
We'd a thundering quarrel as all lovers will;
She went home in a pet very early that night,
And to drown care and grief I became very tight.
'Twas her fault I got in that beastly state,
Then I walked on and on, till it was very late,
Lost my way, asked a bobby then, where I could be -
Said he, hop'en your hoptics young man hand you'll see.

You're Just by the Angel, &c.

That quarrel was fatal, she'd not make it up,
I call'd at her house, but she called me a pup;
Said I ought to be muzzled and led by a string,
If I rang at the gate more, my nose she would ring.
I thought it was cool, saying this to my face,
But soon found another had taken my place;
In the heart of that girl, who so heartless had been,
To one whom she mist have thought horribly green.

Spoken - Yes, I can tell you I looked rather blue when she told me, Tho' I'm a gent, ah! (magenta) I felt inclined to yellow, I was in a rage, I could have punched her 'ed, I did look black, I can tell you when I found I was done brown, my face was crimson, — But I don't intend to flop my affections on any girl for the future, — I shall raffle myself — The winner to share the expense of treating the company with the putter up. — No, I won't do that, I'll sell myself by auction. — Ladies, the next article is one of the greatest importance. — This 'elegant, accomplished and commodious young man, completely furnished throughout, new springs, stuffed, and covered in rich velvet and fitted with all the recent improvements What shall we say for him, - say a hundred pounds, really it's throwing myself away. Going, going, gone, I'm yours, Madame, and I must congratulate you on your bargain; If you'll meet me to-morrow we'll arrange perliminaries, - I shall be punctual at one o'clock. -

Just by The Angel, &c.

 

Arthur Lloyd's 'Just By The Angel At Islington'

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"To choose an instance at random, the opening couplet of a forgotten song "Just by the Angel at Islington, Close by the clock that always is wrong," gives an indication of the personal style which resulted from his [Arthur Lloyd's] alertness to detail." - Harold Scott's 'The Early Doors' 1946.

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Also see - The Angel Picture Theatre, Islington

 

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