George Formby Song-book: Trailing Around In A Trailer-1937
with lyrics and chords

A Complete(ish),George Formby Song-book also with PDF version for download.

Trailing Around In A Trailor-1937
  Regal Zonophone MR2469 Gifford/Cliffe

I love the fresh air, its great I declare, wide open spaces for me
With trailer and car I set out afar, a rover I meant to be.
Over the hills and dales.
Over the slugs and snails

Trailing around in a trailer, ee its champion camping out.
Its just like a real gypsy life
To make it look more real a gypsy lent me his wife.
Id only one pair of pyjamas, it was awkward theres no doubt.
We shared the suit between us but we found it too tight
She had got the left leg on so I put on the right.
The tape it broke and I never got a wink of sleep all night
Ee, its champion camping out.

On a farm tother night I was doing all right, a dairymaid sat on my knee.
One kiss it begun at a quarter to one and it lasted till half past three.
For breakfast wed eggs and ham, then I thought it was time to scram
(And go) trailing around in my trailer, ee its champion camping out.
To shut the window one day I tried,
I banged it in a hurry with my head still in side.
When I was doing some fishing, a girl strayed round about.
She smiled and whispered "Any luck?" she seemed a gay spark.
As far as fishing went, its true my luck was off the mark,
But I had a bit of luck with her, as soon it was dark,
Ee, its champion camping out.