Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
George Formby
George Formby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Formby
George Formby
Composer
Harry Gifford
Harry Gifford
Composer
Frederick E. Cliffe
Frederick E. Cliffe
Composer

Lyrics

I called 'round last night my best girl to see
Felt in such a plight when she sat on my knee
Oh! Dear mother, well, I didn't know what to do
Oh! Dear mother, we shared the same chair too
She clung to me both hard and fast
And thought her chance had come at last
But oh! Dear mother, well, I didn't know what to do
Oh! Dear mother, I didn't know what to do
Oh! Dear mother, a wasp down her neck flew
It settled somewhere I could tell
She told me where it was as well
But oh! Dear mother, well, I didn't know what to do
At her christening once I felt far from bold
When they gave to me the baby boy to hold
Oh! Dear mother, well, I didn't know what to do
Oh! Dear mother, I wore my best suit too
They sprinkled water on his hair
There was water, water everywhere
But oh! Dear mother, well, I didn't know what to do
Oh! Dear mother, well, I didn't know what to do
Oh! Dear mother, an old woman who lived in a shoe
I called to see her kids galore
She said she'd room for a couple more
But oh! Dear mother, well, I didn't know what to do
Oh! Dear mother, well, I didn't know what to do
Oh! Dear mother, when in a bed with flu
A young girl felt my pulse, good Lord
My temperature rose more and more
And oh! Dear mother, well, I didn't know what to do
Oh! Dear mother, well, I didn't know what to do
Oh! Dear mother, while bathing in the blue
Some girls when I came out undressed
Took snapshots of my family crest
And oh! Dear mother, well, I didn't know what to do
Oh! Dear mother, well, I didn't know what to do
Written by: Frederick E. Cliffe, George Formby, Harry Gifford
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