There's your lords and ladies fine
Riding in a coach and six
Nothing to drink but claret wine
Talking politicks
London is a dainty place
A great and gallant city!
All the streets are paved with gold
And all the folks are witty
There's your beaux with powder'd clothes
Bedaub'd from head to chin
Their pocket-holes adorned with gold
But not one sou within
There's your lords and ladies fine
Riding in a coach and six
Nothing to drink but claret wine
Talking politicks
There your English actor goes
With many a hungry belly;
While heaps of gold are forc'd, God wot
On Signor Farinelli
There's your lords and ladies fine
Riding in a coach and six
Nothing to drink but claret wine
Talking politicks
London is a dainty place
A great and gallant city!
All the streets are paved with gold
All the folks are witty
There's your dames with dainty frames
Skins as white as milk;
Dressed every day in garments gay
Of satin and of silk
London is a dainty place
London was written by Bob Johnson & Maddy Prior & Nigel Pegrum & Peter Knight & Rick Kemp & Tim Hart (Steeleye Span).
London was produced by Mike Batt.