Dahn The Plughole

This tragic little ditty is another example of the Cockney music hall of London. it is perhaps best known to American audiences through the recording by Cream.

A mother was bathing her baby one night
The youngest of ten, a poor little mite
The mother was fat and the baby was thin
Only a skellington wrapped up in skin.

The mother turned round for the soap from the rack
She worn't gone a minute, but when she got back
Her baby had gone, and in anguish she cried
Oh, where is my baby? the angels replied:

Your baby has gone dahn the plughole
Your baby has gone dahn the plug
The poor little thing was so skinny and thin
He should have been bathed in a jug.

Your baby is perfectly happy
He won't need no bathing no more
He's working his way through the sewers
Not lost, just gone before.

© Golden Hind Music