Pass It Along To Father 1908

James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 16 Jul 2004

Ballad writers love to sing
about our mother dear,
songs in praise of father
you will very seldom hear,
all our family love my dad,
his eyesight's getting dim,
every dainty we can spare,
we hand it right to him.

We pass it along
right along to father,
push it right along,
shove it right along,
Pa will take it and he'll never drop,
Ma don't care what becomes of Pop,
he takes what he gets
and he's not much bother,
if a thing is bad,
everybody's glad to
pass it along right along,
right along, to dear old dad.

Sunday night at supper
mother carved a duck for eight,
Pa sat 'way down at the end,
with nothing on his plate,
Mother said when we had eaten
all the duck we could,
give your Pa the wishing bone,
he'll wish for something good.
Just pass it along
right along to father,
push it right along,
shove it right along,
Papa's hungry and there's no more duck,
he can wish for a change of luck,
he takes what he gets
and he's not much bother,
if a thing is bad,
everybody's glad to pass it along
right along, right along,
to dear old dad.

Once I stopped a runaway,
my father's face turned pale,
in the carriage was a girl
who wore a heavy veil,
full of thanks she raised her veil,
said she: "Give me a kiss,"
'Twas a bearded lady so I said:
"Excuse me miss,
Just pass it along
right along to father,
push it right along,
shove it right along,
Pa will kiss you
he is not too old,
he'll be glad for his nose is cold,
he takes what he gets
and he's not much bother,
if a thing is bad,
everybody's glad to
pass it along right along,
right along, to dear old dad.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Pass It Along To Father 1908
Lyrics by Vincent Bryan
Music by Harry von Tilzer
© MCMVIII by Harry von Tilzer Mus.Pub.Co.
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Friday 16 July 2004 at 21.40
in association with Doug Grierson
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