Good Company

Take good care of what you've got My father said to me As he puffed his pipe and baby B He dandled on his knee Don't fool with fools who'll turn away Keep all good company Take care of those you call your own and keep good company Soon I grew and happy too My very good friends and me We'd play all day with Sally J The girl from number four And very soon I begged her Won't you keep me company Come marry me for evermore We'll 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 disappeared But we're 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 I'm old I puff my pipe but no one's there to see I ponder on the lesson of my life's insanity Take care of those you call your own And keep good company