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
  Oohoo oohoo
  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?
  Oohoo oohoo, oohoo oohoo, 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