Put a bit of powder on it, Father

The talk of all the neighbourhood is my old father's phiz
And you'd have to travel far to find another nose like his
It's one of those nice noses that bloom, but never die
And when he goes to work each day, we gather round and cry,

Put a bit of powder on it, Father, a little bit of powder do
Put a bit of powder on it, Father, let me beg of you
Now that the cold's got round it, it's gone red, white and blue
Like a doctor's lamp in the frost and damp,
Put a little bit of powder do.'

Now, Father in a raffle once, he won a lovely duck
And he locked it in the rabbit hutch, till Sunday, just for luck
On Sunday to the baker's he took that duck with pride
To get it cooked so nice and brown, 'Before you go,'we cried,

Put a bit of powder on it, Father, a little bit of powder do
Put a bit of powder on it, Father, let me beg of you
For if the neighbours smell it, they'll want to summons you
Put some Eau de Cologne on its old wish-bone
And a little bit of powder do.'

One night in our back garden I saw Father quietly crawl
Then he gave a sigh, and Missis Green bobbed up across the wall
Pa winked at her, and pinched her, then murmured, 'Dearest Loo,
My heart is all on fire with love.' and I screamed, 'If that's true

Put a bit of powder on it, Father, a little bit of powder do
Put a bit of powder on it, Father, let me beg of you
For if your heart's on fire, and you've not insured it too
Where your heart goes wag put a bit of wet rag
And a little bit of powder do.'

Now, Mother went to a music hall, and Father stayed indoors
But the baby woke when she had gone, and filled the house with roars
Then on his knee he nursed it, and bathed the kid as well
And as he put its nightgown on, we all began to yell,

Put a bit of powder on it, Father, a little bit of powder do
Put a bit of powder on it, Father, let me beg of you
The baby won't stop crying, oh, Daddy, till you do
Dab it on nice on the same place twice
Just a little bit of powder do.'