Every morning at six o'clock I go to my work
Overcoat buttoned up round my neck no job would I shirk
Winter wind blows 'round my head cutting up my face
I tell you what I'd like to have my dear old Father's place

Chorus: Everybody works but Father and he sits around all day
Feet in front of the fire, smoking his pipe of clay
Mother takes in washing, so does Sister Ann
Everybody works at our house but my old man

A man named Work moved into Town, and Father heard the news
With Work so near my Father started shaking in his shoes
When Mr Work walked by my house, he saw with great surprise
My Father sitting in his chair with blinders on his eyes


At beating carpets Father said he simply was immense
We took the parlour carpet out and hung it on the fence
Mother said, 'Now beat it dear, with all you're might and main'
And Father beat it right back to the fire-side again

Written and composed by Jean Havez - 1905
Performed by Maidie Scott (1887-1966)
Performed by Arthur Collins (1865-1932)
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