Good Company

Singer: Queen (Brian May)
Written by: Brian May
Album: A Night at the Opera

"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,"
Ooh hoo, ooh hoo
Take care of those you call your own and keep good company

Soon I grew and happy too, my very good friends and me
Play all day with Sally J, the girl from number four
Very soon, I begged her, "won't you keep me company?"
Ooh hoo, ooh hoo, ooh hoo, ooh hoo
"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 disappear
But we're safe enough behind our door

Flourished in my humble trade, my reputation grew
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, own, own
And keep good company