Was an old man about 82. Now he had a young girl about 22
They decided to live way in the woods
And build themselves a little bungaloo
Along came a young fella about 26.
He thought maybe he had a chance to get his fix
He thought it was wise,
But he got fright and swore he was going to fight that old man (?)
The old man happened to go to work every morning
The young fella was sniffing around, seeing what he could do
His wife in the kitchen, trying to fix the breakfast
His little baby playing on the floor.
But the old man had stayed home that night
Along come the young fella,
Looking through the blinds, and he sees them talking
But she couldn't get past to tell him the old man was home
So she started a little song.
Now here's the way that little song went..."
There's no need of knockin' on the blinds
There's no need of knockin' on the blinds
Whilst the baby's a-sleeping
My old man's In the house sleeping
And there's no need knockin' on the blinds
"Spoken:"
The old man happened to wake up
He said, "Baby, what kind of a song is that you're singing?"
She said, "You know the baby didn't rest so good last night,
So I thought I'd sing this song to put the
Baby to sleep while I cooked your breakfast"
"You know I brought this (strut?
) Home for you and I, and you and I alone
So I think I've got a little verse for you"
"All right then. Sing It"."
He said, there's no need of knockin' on the blinds
There's no need of knockin' on the blinds
Whilst the baby's a-crawling, I'll do my own falling
And there's no need knockin' on the blinds
There's no need of knockin' on the blinds
There's no need of knockin' on the blinds
Whilst the baby's a-talking
I'll do my own sucking
And there's no need knockin' on the blinds