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Date: Sat, 21 Feb 1998 22:00:27 -0800
From: Dennis Hiebert
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To: submissions OLGA
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Subject: /h/hill_benny/flying_south.crd
Title: Flying South
Artist: Benny Hill
Chords:
F,
C,
G7,
This song can be found on the CD "The World of Benny Hill - Benny Hill
Sings?" which includes 25 of his comedy classics. It also appeared on
an old vinyl recording, "The Golden Hour of Benny Hill."
Chorus:
I'm flying south for the summer, I'm gonna follow the sun,
I'm flying south for the summer now the mating season's begun.
In San Tropez I met Selina, now her figure was not very nice,
She was so thin the cats had her out on the landing twice.
When she went down to the beach there, everyone stared at her,
And when she wore her topless bathing suit, people kept calling her
'sir'. Oh,
Chorus
In Lisbon I first kissed Maria, it was late on a September night,
She was a vision of loveliness in the early morning light.
I said, "Tell me, where have you been all my life, my Venus of the
[
F]dawn?"
She smiled and said, "Well, for the first twenty years I wasn't even
born." Oh,
Chorus
Big Annie from Brighton once ordered a steak weighing nine and a quarter
[
G7]pound,
The butcher, he said, "Will you take it, ma'am, or shall I send it
[
C]'round?"
She said, "No, I just wanna look at it 'cause I've been dieting like a
[
F]chump,
And that's what I've lost and I just wanna see what it looks like in
one lump." Oh,
Chorus
Oh, one day I saw in Gerona on a river so quiet and remote,
Eight lovely girls from the college, they were all in the same boat.
And as they rode in unison by me, I gallantly waved my hat,
And I said with a sigh, "I wish that I could stroke a crew just like
that." Oh,
Chorus
With Rita I stood in a tube train, we were hanging on tight by the
[
G7]strap,
When she let her pretty white hanky fall on a sleeping old gentleman's
[
C]lap.
Now, when he awoke from his slumber he saw everyone staring at him,
And thinking it was his shirt tail he slyly tucked it in.
Chorus
This is one in a series of Benny Hill songs I've learned by ear. Most of
these songs have only three chords which makes it easy figure them out. I
might have missed some chords or put the wrong ones down, but the basic
structure is there at any rate. I welcome any comments, corrections or
suggestions for improvement.
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Transcribed by Hoser
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