Good Company

Words and music by brian may

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