POLISH UP THE HANDLE ON THE DOOR
 
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There is nothing like keeping up appearances
Try to make the most of what you've got
If your stock of cash is limited
It's best to make them think you've got a lot
The world will give you nothing if you've nothing of your own
It's singular but true
Uphold your name, always play the game
And my advice to you,

Chorus: 'Rich or poor
Keep a polish on the handle of the old street door
If you're down, well, it won't make any difference
If you wear a frown
Keep on smiling, lift your head with pride
Keep a nice bright polish on the handle of your door
And they'll never know there's poverty inside.'


Always wear a bright flower in your button hole
They say it's not the coat that makes the man
But it's got a lot to do with it
That's the truth, deny it if you can
If it's only coppers that you've got inside your fob
Rest yourself with ease
If they're not told, they'll fancy it is gold
If shaken up with keys.

Chorus: 'Rich or poor
Keep a polish on the handle of the old street door
If you're down, well, it won't make any difference
If you wear a frown
Keep on smiling, lift your head with pride
Keep a nice bright polish on the handle of your door
And they'll never know there's poverty inside.'
 
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Written and composed by Murphy & Lipton
Performed by Florrie Forde (1876-1940)
 
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