Take good care of what youve got
My father said to me
As he puffed his pipe and baby B
He dandled on his knee
Dont fool with fools wholl turn away
Keep all good company

Oo hoo oo hoo
Take care of those you call your own
And keep good company

Soon I grew and happy too
My very good friends and me
Wed play all day and Sally J
The girl from number four
And very soon I begged her
Wont you keep me company

Oohoo oohoo oohoo oohoo
Come marry me for evermore
Well be good company

Now marriage is an institution sure
My wife and I our needs and nothing more
All my friends by a year
By and by disappear
But were safe enough behind our door

I flourished in my humble trade
My reputation grew
The work devoured my waking hours
But when my time was through
Reward of all my efforts my own
Limited company

I hardly noticed Sally as we parted company
All through the years in the end it appears
There was never really anyone but me

Now Im old I puff my pipe
But no-ones there to see

I ponder on the lesson of
My lifes insanity
Take care of those you call your own
And keep good company