I'll sing while I'm shaving, when I tak' my bath, as I wander aboot the hoose or sit still in a railway train.

I try all sorts of different little tricks, shadings o' my voice, degrees of expression.
Sometimes a whole line maun be changed so as to get the right sort o' sound.

It makes all the difference in the world if I can sing a long "oh" sound, sometimes, instead o' a clippit e or a short a.

To be able to stand still, wi' ma moth open, big enow for a bird to fly in, will mak' an audience laugh o' itself.
Anyway, it's so I do wi' a new song.

I'll ha' sung it maybe twa-three thousand times before ever I call it ready to try wi' an audience.