IAlwaysSayProbly

Listen children:

Your father is dead 

From his old coats 

I’ll make you little jackets;

I’ll make you little trousers

From his old pants 

There’ll be in his pockets 

Things he used to put there,

Keys and pennies

Covered in tabbacco;

Dan shall have the pennies 

To save in his bank;

Anne shall have the keys

To make a pretty noise with.

Life must go on,

Thought good men die;

Anne, eat your breakfast;

Dan, take your medicine;

Life must go on;

I forget just why.