In a drapers I started work. I thought that I'd make good
When a girl came in for some hose I
Simply blushed to the tip of my nose
She showed me her ankles the saucy young miss
But I went one better, I asked for a kiss
Because you can't keep a growing lad down, youth will have its fling
I worked there a month, the money was poor
But something seemed to tell me something better was in store
I kept persevering at that drapers store in town
I started in the basement, it was dull I declare
But worked my way up floor by floor and wouldn't despair
I soon got to the top 'cause the girls sleep up there
You can't keep growing lad down
One day someone knocked at our door,
Our knocker knocked such loud knocks
I got scared all goosey I went,
Thought it's the landlord called round for the rent
I peeped thought the blinds, saw a flapper, Oh gee!
I said to the wife you can leave this to me
Because you can't keep a growing lad down, youth will have its fling
She smiled and then said in a shy sort of tone
"I've called to know what you can give towards the children's home"
I felt embarrassed, acted like a silly clown
I said, "We haven't any children not even one
We're only new married, we have hardly begun
But with the wife I'll talk it over and see what can be done"
You can't keep a growing lad down