Chitterling - The Wurzels

Chitterling, chitterling, chitterling

Chitterling is all I crave

Fill me up with chitterling

Think of all the cash you’ll save

You can do Irish stew Cordon bleu

Stuff it where you stuff your fancy soups

You can buy it soft or hard

By the pound or by the yard

Chitterling’s the stuff to give the troops

Back in Queen Victoria’s time they held a grand affair

A really royal spree at the Russian embassy

Albert and Victoria they went there for the ride

Thinking it a change from toast for tea

Her Majesty was not amused, when right in front o' the Czar

Albert laughed, and his false teeth shot out

And as they fell into a bucket full of caviar

The royal consort he began to shout

Chitterling, chitterling, chitterling

Chitterling is all I crave

Fill me up with chitterling

Think of all the cash you’ll save

You can do Irish stew Cordon bleu

Stuff it where you stuff your fancy soups

You can buy it soft or hard

By the pound or by the yard

Chitterling’s the stuff to give the troops

When Willie Shakespeare wrote his famous Taming of the Shrew

He couldn’t sleep at night, stayed awake by candlelight

He broke his pen and burnt the midnight oil to no avail

For nowt could save him from his sorry plight

When suddenly a knock was heard when going to retire

It was his sweetheart Annie Hathaway

«Oh Will,» she said, «I've come to give you all that you desire,»

And Willie’s eyes lit up as he did say

Chitterling, chitterling, chitterling

Chitterling is all I crave

Fill me up with chitterling

Think of all the cash you’ll save

You can do Irish stew cordon bleu

Stuff it where you stuff your fancy soups

You can buy it soft or hard

By the pound or by the yard

Chitterling’s the stuff to give the troops

On the fifth day of November back in 1605

A stealthy figure went to the House of Parliament

And beneath his cloak he carried a great barrel in his hand

It was Guy Fawkes that night on mischief bent (boo)

A soldier of the Royal Guard said «Hullo, what’s this here?»

Spying out the barrel 'neath his cloak

«Pray tell me, sir, what’s in that cask, I’m sure it can’t be beer?»

Old Guy took off his hat, and softly spoke

Chitterling, chitterling, chitterling

Chitterling is all I crave

Fill me up with chitterling

Think of all the cash you’ll save

You can do Irish stew Cordon bleu

Stuff it where you stuff your fancy soups

You can buy it soft or hard

By the pound or by the yard

Chitterling’s the stuff to give the troops

(All together!)

Chitterling, chitterling, chitterling

Chitterling is all I crave

Fill me up with chitterling

Think of all the cash you’ll save

You can do Irish stew Cordon bleu

Stuff it where you stuff your fancy soups

You can buy it soft or hard

By the pound or by the yard

Chitterling’s the stuff to give the troops

Chitterling’s the stuff to give the troops