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Thread #149902   Message #3551053
Posted By: Jim Dixon
20-Aug-13 - 11:38 AM
Thread Name: Songs that sing to your heart.
Subject: Lyr Add: ONE IN A MILLION (Chris Wood)
This song was mentioned by GUEST,jeff and again by Chris_S above.

Spotify doesn't have Chris Wood's recording, but YouTube has several videos of live performances by Chris Wood at various folk festivals. This transcription is a composite; I had to listen to 2 of them because the first broke off before the end! I noticed that a few words varied from one performance to the next.

Chris Wood

Old Bateman kept a chip shop and his daughter Peggy Sue
She cleaned the fish and took the orders; she chopped the tatties too.
And the frier there was Billy Smith; he sweated and he sang
As the orders sizzled in the oil and bubbled in the pan.

Bateman took the money and his daughter Peggy Sue
She'd look up from her labours and she'd smile along the queue.
Was it Bateman's prices or was it Billy's song
Or was it Peggy's smile that kept the queue so long?

It was one in a million; it was one in a million.
That chippy was one in a million.

Well, it wasn't Bateman's prices nor it wasn't Billy's song
But it was Peggy Bateman that kept the queue so long.
She was shapely as a mermaid and her lips were red and wet
And her eyes as bright as herrings flashing in the net.

And to carry home a portion and unwrap its fishy charms
Was to dream of nights of passion in lovely Peggy's arms.
And Billy'd sing "Delilah"; he'd sing "Oh, What a Night",
And every song that Billy sang had Peggy in its sights.

She was one in a million; she was one in a million.
That girl was one in a million.

Now Billy he's loved Peggy with a love both shy and cruel(?)
Since first old Bateman took him on, on the day that he left school
And he tells her how he loves her in every song he sings,
But as the batter bubbles, he never says a thing.

But every week a fiver into a drawer he drops
Every week for eight long years now, then it's off to the jeweller's shop.
"Give me that ring there in the window, on the purple velvet stand,
The one with diamonds and with sapphires, the one that costs two grand."

It was one in a million; it was one in a million.
That ring was one in a million.

After closing time that evening, he walks her down beside the quay,
Oh, and as the sun was sinking, says, "Peggy, marry me."
And he pulls it from his pocket; he says, "I bought this ring for you."
She said, "Billy, this is sudden; I never had a clue."

She said, "Billy, I hardly know you, so stop before you start.
Never fool around with plastic in matters of the heart.
You tried to win me with this thing here you prob'ly won in some arcade."
She tore it from his fingers and she flung it in the waves.

But it was one in a million; it was one in a million.
His love for her was one in a million.

Billy turned away then; she took him by the arm.
She said, "Billy, love, I'm sorry; I never meant no harm.
Oh, you're kindly and you're comforting and I love it when you sing,
But in all the years I've known you, oh, you never said a thing.

"But I've got a dream; it's a dream that's solid gold, none of your gilded tin.
Five pounds a week on the lottery; one day soon I'll win.
Oh, and I'll be shot of this old town and greasy fish and chips."
She kissed him once and walked away; his tears were on her lips.

Dream on, dream on, Peggy Bateman; dream on, Peggy Sue,
Of sunsets and of sports cars as you smile along the queue.
Dream days to months and months to years in reveries of luck,
But never for her dreaming did her numbers once come up.

So as she was cleaning fish one day with a slit from tail to jaw,
Something slithered through her fingers and fell onto the floor.
She took it over to the sink then and she washed the shining thing:
Bright diamonds and bright sapphires set in a golden ring.

It was one in a million; it was one in a million.
The chances were one in a million.

"Billy, love, your ring's come back, and underneath this light
I can see its made of solid gold and the stones are shining bright."
And Billy stood beside her with a smile like the sun.
He put it on her finger; he said, "Peggy Sue, you've won.

"Sell the ring and taste the freedom you dreamt of all these years."
He kissed her then and as they kissed they could taste each other's tears.
"Billy, go back to your frying and sing me 'Love Is Blue'.
You're kindly and you're comforting, and I'd rather stay with you."

It was one in a million, one in a million.
When the chips were down, it was one in a million.

[I don't know whether anyone else has recorded this song, but there are several other songs with the same title.]