As we traipsed along the seafront|
The waves were higher than mother,
Who was carrying the deck chairs
A suitcase and my baby brother.
I turned round to speak to her
And a big wave struck her where she stood,
She was drowned wringing wet
I had to laugh I would have helped her if I could.
She lay on her back legs up in the air
I said what you looking at the sky for mother?
With that another wave grabbed hold of her
Deck chairs suitcase and my baby brother.
It wasn't really funny but I couldn't help but laugh
As her hat blew out to sea and landed on a craft,
Her knickers dropped down round her ankles
She was screaming at me for being so daft.
I have never laughed so much I had a pain in my side
My baby brother was also soaked to the skin,
I helped mother up who was red and disgruntled
As she walked off in a huff and said I'm never coming
To the seaside agin
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