Queen / Brian May

Good Company


Take good care of what you've got 
My father said to me 
As he puffed his pipe and baby B 
He dandled on his knee 
Don't fool with fools who'll turn away 
Keep all good company oohoo oohoo 
Take care of those you call your own
and keep good company.

Soon I grew and happy too 
My very good friends and me 
We'd play all day with Sally J 
The girl from number four 
And very soon I begged her 
Won't you keep me company? 
Oohoo oohoo oohoo oohoo 
Come marry me for evermore 
We'll be good company 

Now marriage is an institution sure 
My wife and I our needs and nothing more 
All my friends by a year by and by disappeared 
But we're safe enough behind our door 

I flourished in my humble trade my reputation grew 
The work devoured my waking hours but when my time 
was through 
Reward of all my efforts 
My own Limited Company 
I hardly noticed Sally as we parted company 
All through the years in the end it appears 
There was never really anyone but me 
Now I'm old I puff my pipe but no one's there to see 
I ponder on the lesson of my life's insanity 
Take care of those you call your own 
And keep good company



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