Having managed to track the lyrics down from someone at my local club I thought I should share them with you lot too.

WE WERE CHRISTENING THE BABY

Down to Betsy Taylor's house so merrily we filed,
Where the baby boy was born - a lovely little child
The neighbours came from miles around, the aunts and uncles too
We were full of admiration when the baby came in view
We gave the baby half-a-crown and everything was grand
Until someone took the money from the little darling's hand
And we spent it buying bitter beer 'till we could hardly stand
And we all went rolling home

We were christening the baby
We were christening the baby
We were christening the baby
And we all went rolling home

When the christening day came round the crowds flocked in galore
There were thousands packed inside the church and more outside the door
The parson he came in and said "hello thou drunken set
What name wouldst thou likest me to give the little pet?"
I said "We'll call it Betsy" but the parson meek and mild
He look the baby over and he answered with a smile
"Thou canst not call it Betsy 'cos it ain't that kind of child"
And we all went rolling home

We were christening the baby
We were christening the baby
We were christening the baby
And we all went rolling home

When it was all over we went out to the gate
We said sorry to the parson there for making a mistake
The parson held his hand and asked for L.S.D
But none of us had got a quid to pay the christening fee
The parson he got angry and demanded half a quid
He said "Who is going to pay me now for all the work I did?"
So just to save an argument we let him keep the kid
An we all went rolling home

We were christening the baby
We were christening the baby
We were christening the baby
And we all went rolling home


From the singing of the Suffolk singers Hubert Freeman, Gordon Woods and Alf Peachey.