{"id":15525,"date":"2022-04-01T11:01:05","date_gmt":"2022-04-01T11:01:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/folksongandmusichall.com\/?page_id=15525"},"modified":"2022-04-01T11:05:13","modified_gmt":"2022-04-01T11:05:13","slug":"father-keeps-on-doing-it","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/folksongandmusichall.com\/index.php\/father-keeps-on-doing-it\/","title":{"rendered":"Father keeps on doing it"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
First Published<\/td>1905<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

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Writer\/composer<\/td>TW Connor<\/td>Roud<\/strong><\/td>RN16747<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

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Music Hall Performers<\/strong><\/td>Dan Crawley<\/td><\/tr>
Folk performances<\/strong><\/td>Collected from the singing of:<\/strong>
Ryder, Charlie; England: Hampshire; 1983<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
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If there's a man I do respect, it is my dear old dad,\r\nHe's done no work for twenty years, but isn't doing bad.\r\nMy mother lets him live with us, tho' he's a lazy turk,\r\nAnd gives him money every day to go and look for work.\r\n\r\nAnd father keeps on doing it, doing it,\r\nFather keeps on doing it, doing it.\r\nMother hands him out a bob and says, 'Now, go and find a job!'\r\nHe's trained so hard, he doesn't want to ruin it,\r\nHe's lost one eye through looking for work,\r\nAnd father keeps on doing it.<\/em>\r\n\r\nNow father's got a fishes thirst, mind, it ain't his fault,\r\nThey reared him on red herrings and half a bar of salt.\r\nAnd mother wears a lifebouy, she's afraid he's going to burst,\r\nShe hates the drink and begs of him to try and quench his thirst.\r\n\r\nAnd father keeps on doing it, doing it,\r\nFather keeps on doing it, doing it.\r\nHe don't care for yeast and hops, he opens his face and down it drops!'<\/em>\r\nMore! more! more! as fast as they are brewing it,\r\nMother says, 'Cut down the drink!'\r\nBut father keeps on doing it.<\/em>\r\n\r\nNow he bought a clock for ninepence and it's got such funny works,\r\nNo matter how you wind it up, it only goes by jerks.\r\nHe's oiled and he's boiled but his troubles all in vain,\r\nFor every twenty minutes it wants winding up again.\r\n\r\nAnd father keeps on doing it, doing it,\r\nFather keeps on doing it, doing it.\r\nEvery night when lights are dim, he takes the clock to bed with him'\r\nAnd all night long, we can hear him screwing it,\r\nHe's up all night to keep it right,\r\nAnd father keeps on doing it.\r\n\r<\/em>\nFather killed our old cock-fowl a long, long time ago,\r\nNobody knew it's age but it was forty-five, or so.\r\nA pal of mine told him, he should put it in a pot,\r\nAnd keep on stewing it until he found a tender spot.\r\n\r\nAnd father keeps on doing it, doing it,\r\nFather keeps on doing it, doing it.\r\nEvery now and then he goes and sticks a fork in the parson's nose'\r\nBut it's still hard, three years he's been stewing it,\r\nThe poor old cock's as hard as rock,\r\nAnd father keeps on doing it.\r\n\r<\/em>\n <\/pre>\n<\/div><\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
Another early 20th century song from the Halls remembered by traditional singers in the late 20th century. This one was originally written by \u00a0TW Connor<\/a>\u00a0, and performed by Dan Crawley<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n
As sung by Dan Crawley’s grandson:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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