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AE 17 Dont lock your mother in the pantry
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A very silly London ditty complete with marching band...
silly humor humour marching band
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Singer-songwriter, arranger and producer: acoustic contemporary folk but ranging into rock/blues/country/jazz/humour...all very eclectic, I'm afraid!
Martin Stirrup Singer/songwriter An old folkie who got back into it... These days I sing and play guitar(s) and other stringed instruments, then score and orchestrate where appropriate. My taste becomes increasingly eclectic ranging from finger-picked folk through country to soft rock mixed in with a few more alternative and eccentric numbers, including the odd novelty foxtrot...
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Peak #83
Peak in subgenre #27
Author
Martin Stirrup
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Martin Stirrup
Uploaded
December 13, 2019
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MP3 6.8 MB 320 kbps 2:57
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WAV 29.8 MB
Story behind the song
I made this up for my grandson after he tried to shut his mother in the airing cupboard
Lyrics
AE 17 Don't lock your mother in the pantry My grandson is a sweetie getting on for three years old And most of the time he's really very nice But like all he has his moments and won't do as he is told So I thought I ought to give him some advice.. I sang.. Don't lock your mother in the pantry Don't lock your mother in the loo She would scream and shout And when you let her out She'll teach you that it was a very naughty thing to do So don't lock your mother in the pantry Listen up I'm telling you true If she can't make your dinner You'll end up getting thinner So don't lock your mother in the loo Dont lock your sister in the garden Dont lock your sister in her room She may seem rather placid But thingsll turn quite acid Until normal service does resume So dont lock your sister in the garden Out there in the cold and the gloom You know you must desist-a Cos shes your skin and blister Dont lock your sister in her room Don't lock your father in the khazi Don't lock your father out the door He might seem quite calm But you'll tremble with alarm When you hear your irate father roar So Don't lock your father in the khazi Even though his temper is so sweet He won't muck about If you dare to lock him out So don't lock your pa out in the street CF CDm FC AmEmDGG7 CCFC G7 CG7 CDG CCFE7 F E7F DC GC Last verse up a tone?
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