A 1907 popular song.
Words and music by John A. Glover-Kind.
Sheet music transcription by Tony Wilkinson:
Accompaniment track:
Lyrics
1. Everyone delights to spend their summer’s holiday
Down beside the side of the silvery sea
I’m no exception to the rule, in fact, if I’d my way
I’d reside by the side of the silvery sea
But when you’re just the common or garden Smith or Jones or Brown
At business up in town, you’ve got to settle down
You save up all the money you can till summer comes around
Then away you go to a spot you know
Where the cockle shells are found
Chorus
Oh! I do like to be beside the seaside
I do like to be beside the sea
I do like to stroll upon the Prom, Prom, Prom
Where the brass bands play, “Tiddely-om-pom-pom”
So just let me be beside the seaside
I’ll be beside myself with glee
And there’s lots of girls beside
I should like to be beside
Beside the seaside, beside the sea
2. Timothy went to Blackpool for the day last Eastertide
To see what he could see by the side of the sea
Soon as he reached the station there, the first thing he espied
Was the Wine Lodge door, stood open invitingly
To quench his thirst, he toddled inside, and called out for a “wine”
Which grew to eight or nine, till his nose began to shine
Said he, “What people see in the sea I’m sure I fail to see”
So he caught the train back home again, then to his wife said he
3. William Sykes the burglar, he’d been out to work one night
Filled his bag with jewels cash and plate
Constable Brown felt quite surprised when William hove in sight
Said he, “The hours you’re keeping are far too late”
So he grabbed him by the collar and lodged him safe and sound in jail
Next morning looking pale, Bill told a tearful tale
The judge said, “For a couple of months I’m sending you away”
Said Bill, “How kind! Well if you don’t mind
Where I spend my holiday”
Sung here by Fred Feild: