{"id":12622,"date":"2021-09-04T22:02:29","date_gmt":"2021-09-04T22:02:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/folksongandmusichall.com\/?page_id=12622"},"modified":"2021-09-05T05:45:29","modified_gmt":"2021-09-05T05:45:29","slug":"you-may-look-but-you-mustnt-touch","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/folksongandmusichall.com\/index.php\/you-may-look-but-you-mustnt-touch\/","title":{"rendered":"You may look but you mustn’t touch"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
AKA<\/strong><\/td>You can look ..<\/td><\/tr>
First Published<\/td>1878<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

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Writer\/composer<\/td>Arthur Lloyd<\/td>Roud<\/strong><\/td>RN21238<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

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Music Hall Performers<\/strong><\/td>Arthur Lloyd<\/td><\/tr>
Folk performances<\/strong><\/td>Collected from the singing of:<\/strong>
Knights, Jimmy; England : Suffolk; 1974<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
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When I was a boy, a mischievous elf,\nI'd a very bad habit of helping myself;\nMy mother put everything out of my way,\nAnd well I remember these words she would say.\n\nYou may look, but you mustn't touch, mustn't touch, keep your hands off,\nYou're inclined to be a little forward and must be subdued,\nYou may look but you mustn't touch, mustn't touch, keep your hands off,\nLook at everything but touch nothing and dont be so rude.<\/em>\n\nAt eight years of age, altho' not a fool,\nI was sent every day to a little girls school;\nI romped with the girls, and would not let them be,\nSo the schoolmistress gave the old lecture to me.\n\nWhen I grew a young man, I loved a sweet maid,\nAnd altho' she loved me, she was rather too staid;\nI dared not embrace her, or ask for a kiss,\nIf I did, the reply from my love would be this.\n\nAs we were engaged, I said no one could blame,\nSo her scruples in that way I soon overcame;\nAnd the dear little creature I married one day,\nAnd if I want a kiss now, you'll ne'er hear her say.\n\nWe now have a son, a clever young lad,\nThe pride of his mother, the joy of his dad;\nHe reads to his pa latest news of the war,\nSays the newspapers give this straight tip to the Czar.<\/pre>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
A song written, composed and performed by Arthur Lloyd<\/a> in the British Halls, first published in 1878. Like many other songs of that period (particularly of Lloyd’s) it was reprinted in the US credited to someone else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
 Another song from the Halls remembered by traditional singers in the pubs of SE England in the late 2oth century you can hear a recording of Jimmy Knights singing it at the VWML<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
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