Grandad-Jake Thackray

[00:09.26]If you come around to mourn for Grandad [00:12.26]Don't dress up in black cause [00:14.60]Although me Grandad's dead and buried odds on he'll be back yes [00:18.51]Although they stuffed him in a coffin and read out the will and [00:22.45]Although he's six foot deep in darkness he'll never lie still [00:26.67]He's made of sterner stuff he's not dead enough [00:33.21]Angels saints and seraphim [00:36.97]Please please will you try to keep an eye [00:42.36]On him [00:44.50]On his ninetieth birthday Grandad went down for a drink now [00:48.17]Me Grandad is a rabid dipso with a throat like a sink he [00:52.07]Drank himself toward the skyline and his friends to the floor just [00:56.21]To prove how fit he was for boozing for ninety years more [01:00.02]Your pearly gates he'll climb when it's opening time [01:06.62]Angels saints and seraphim [01:10.25]You'll you’ll find it hard to keep a guard [01:15.34]On him [01:17.44]They brought him home upon a handcart with his legs in the air he [01:21.18]Was singing Rule Britannia backwards in his underwear he [01:24.80]Challenged all the county police force to a fight right away then [01:28.96]He offered to put the Ladies' Union in the family way [01:32.60]Your crystal domes will shake when he makes his break [01:38.89]Angels saints and seraphim [01:42.45]Please please don't expect that much respect [01:47.53]From him [01:49.63]The doctor lifted up an eyelid and pronounced him gone but [01:53.33]To judge from Grandad's finger signals the doctor was wrong they [01:56.86]Dressed him in his Sunday night shirt they combed out his hair but [02:01.09]They couldn't get my Grandad's boots off he'd need them up there [02:05.12]Your silken wings he'll shed He will paint Paradise red [02:11.66]Angels saints and seraphim [02:15.32]He'll give you the slip so get a grip [02:20.31]On him [02:22.52]Even at the solemn moment he wouldn't behave for [02:26.25]I heard him whistling in his coffin on his way to the grave he [02:30.17]Took off toward the New Jerusalem with his pinch of salt I [02:34.04]Distinctly heard him flatulating in his marble vault [02:37.98]Your candles will be dimmed when he gets the wind [02:44.56]Angels saints and seraphim [02:48.17]Although he's old although he's cold [02:55.27]Keep a tight hold on him