The Boy I Love Is up in the Gallery

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The Boy I Love is up in the Gallery is a song made famous by Marie Lloyd

Lyrics: I'm a young girl, and have just come over, Over from the country where they do things big, And amongst the boys I've got a lover, And since I've got a lover, Why I don't care a fig.

The boy I love is up in the gallery,

The boy I love is looking down at me,

There he is, can't you see, waving with his handkerchief,

As merry as a robin that sings in a tree.

The boy that I love, they call him a cobbler, But he's not a cobbler, allow me to state. For Johnny is a tradesman and he works in the borough, Where they sole and heel them, while you wait.

The boy I love is up in the gallery,

The boy I love is looking down at me,

There he is, can't you see, waving with his handkerchief,

As merry as a robin that sings in a tree.

Now if i were a Duchess and I had a lot of money, I'd give it to the boy that's going to marry me. But I haven't got a penny, so we'll live on love and kisses, And be just as happy as the birds on the tree.

The boy I love is up in the gallery,

The boy I love is looking down at me,

There he is, can't you see, waving with his handkerchief,

As merry as a robin that sings in a tree.