Good Company
Words & Music:
Brian May (Queen)
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"Take good care of what you've got." my father said to me.
As he puffed his pipe and Baby B. dandled on his knee.
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"Don't fool with fools who'll turn away. Keep all Good Company."
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Oo-oo-----, oo-oo! Oo-oo-----, oo-oo!
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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 and Sally J., the girl from number four.
And very soon I begged her, "Won't you keep me company?"
Oo-oo-----, oo-oo! Oo-oo-----, oo-oo!
"Come, marry me, forever more weÕll be good company."
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Now, marriage is an institution sure.
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My wife and I, our needs and nothing more.
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All my friends by a year, by and by disappeared.
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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.
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I hardly noticed Sally as we parted Company.
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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.