AKA | You can look .. |
First Published | 1878 |
Writer/composer | Arthur Lloyd | Roud | RN21238 |
Music Hall Performers | Arthur Lloyd |
Folk performances | Collected from the singing of: Knights, Jimmy; England : Suffolk; 1974 |
When I was a boy, a mischievous elf, I'd a very bad habit of helping myself; My mother put everything out of my way, And well I remember these words she would say. You may look, but you mustn't touch, mustn't touch, keep your hands off, You're inclined to be a little forward and must be subdued, You may look but you mustn't touch, mustn't touch, keep your hands off, Look at everything but touch nothing and dont be so rude. At eight years of age, altho' not a fool, I was sent every day to a little girls school; I romped with the girls, and would not let them be, So the schoolmistress gave the old lecture to me. When I grew a young man, I loved a sweet maid, And altho' she loved me, she was rather too staid; I dared not embrace her, or ask for a kiss, If I did, the reply from my love would be this. As we were engaged, I said no one could blame, So her scruples in that way I soon overcame; And the dear little creature I married one day, And if I want a kiss now, you'll ne'er hear her say. We now have a son, a clever young lad, The pride of his mother, the joy of his dad; He reads to his pa latest news of the war, Says the newspapers give this straight tip to the Czar.
A song written, composed and performed by Arthur Lloyd 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.
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
Sources:
- VWML entry
- Kilgarrif Sing Us
- Lyrics: Monologues.co.uk
- Sheet Music: US version credited to Harry Montague at LOC
Last Updated on September 5, 2021 by John Baxter | Published: September 4, 2021