Lyrics:

To our house, on a Friday
A man calls every week
We give him a pound
When he calls on his round

To our house, on a Friday
A man calls every week
We give and we get
And we're always in debt

With his plan he carries all we're needing
With his plan most anything is ours
He's the Tallyman
Oh yeah
He's the Tallyman

Shoes and socks, hard wearing for the children
Village frocks all in the latest style
From the Tallyman
Oh yeah
From the Tallyman

To our house on a Friday
A man calls every week
We've made him a friend
So he's here to the end

From cradle to grave
We respect him to say
Here's here to the end
So we've made him a friend
Here's here to the end
So we've made him a friend