Recorded by: Buddy Wasisname and the Other Fellers
Written by: Traditional From Johnny C. Johnson
Lyrics
You talk of all the neighbors
As my poor father’s phiz
You’ll want to travel far me b’ys
To find a nose like his
It’s one of those nice noses
The bloom will never die
When father toddles off to work
We all began to cry:
(CHORUS)
Put a bit of powder on ‘ee Father
Oh put a bit of powder on ee, do
Put a bit of powder on ‘ee Father
Let me take a view.
Now the cold’s all around it
It’s gone red white and blue
Dab it on nice
In the same place twice
Put a bit a powder on ‘ee do.
Father went to a raffle
He won a lovely duck
He placed it in the rabbit’s hut
On Sunday just for luck
On Monday to the bakery
He cooked that duck with pride
To have him baked so nice and brown
Before ye go, he cried:
(CHORUS)
Put a bit of powder on ‘eeFather
Oh put a bit of powder on ‘eedo
Put a bit of powder on ‘ee Father
Let me take a view.
If the neighbors smells it
They’ll want to summons you
Dab it on nice in the same place twice
Put a bit a powder on ‘ee doo.
Mother went to a music hall
While Father stayed indoors
The baby woke while she was gone
And filled the house with roars
Father nursed it on his knee
And barked at it as well
And when he took his night cap off
We all began to yell:
(CHORUS)
Put a bit of powder on ‘ee Father
Oh put a bit of powder on ‘eedoo
Put a bit of powder on ‘ee Father
Let me take a view.
Baby won’t stop crying
Oh daddy what will I do?
Dab it on nice in the same place twice
Put a bit a powder on ‘ee doo.
(CHORUS)
Put a bit of powder on ‘ee Father
Oh put a bit of powder on ‘ee doo
Put a bit of powder on ‘ee Father
Let me take a view.
Baby won’t stop crying
Oh daddy what will I do?
Dab it on nice in the same place twice
Put a bit a powder on ‘ee doo.
