The first verse ( actually the chorus - see the genuine version here or here ) is always something quite like this : |
Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer, do ! I'm half crazy, all for the love of you; It won't be a stylish marriage - I can't afford a carriage - But you'll look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle made for two. |
The second verse, like all the other additions, repeats the chorus tune, so probably shouldn't be there at all. I learnt this version at ( I think ) a campfire singsong after the Cubs' District Sports some time around 1945. There's another version about Henry. I think this one is better. |
Michael, Michael, this is my answer true : I can't cycle half as well as you; If you can't afford a carriage there'll be no bloomin' marriage, For I'll be blowed if I'll be towed on a bicycle made for two. |
- but I rather like these : |
Daisy, Daisy, this is a big surprise; It's amazing that I didn't realise; I don't want to spoil the wedding; I'll go where'er you're heading - So on the day you'll lead the way on a bicycle made for two. |
Michael, Michael, don't be a silly nerd; On a bike, I'll certainly look absurd. I'm trying to put it clearly : Although I love you dearly, I won't appear in wedding gear on a bicycle made for two. | |
Daisy, Daisy, we'll have to do research for some ways in which we can get to church. It isn't just words at random - I've only got a tandem - So me and you must needs make do with a bicycle made for two. | |
Michael, Michael, seeing I love you true What you like'll have to be what we do. I'll try hard not to falter As we cycle to the altar; Right up the aisle in single file on a bicycle made for two. |
June 2004 : Robert Tchertoff has sent me an alternative to my second verse, which probably predates my version. Robert writes :
"This is the verse that I actually heard sung to me by Tubby Clayton, the founder of Toc H.
I was a small boy of 15 at Truro School in Cornwall during the war !
Michael, Michael, here is your answer due : I can't cycle - makes me feel so blue. If you can't afford a carriage, We'll scrap the blinking marriage, For I'll be damned If I'll be crammed On a bicycle made for two !" |
Alan Creak,
2006 October.