FOLLOWING IN FATHER'S FOOTSTEPS
(Words and Music by E.W. Rogers; Sung by Vesta Tilley)

Music Sheets.

To follow in your father's footsteps,
Is a motto for each boy.
And following in father's footsteps,
Is a thing I much enjoy.
My mother caught me out, one evening
Up the West End, on the spree;
She said, "Where are you going?"
But I answered, "Don't ask me!"

Chorus:
"I'm following in father's footsteps,
I'm following me dear old dad
He's just in front with a fine big gal,
So I thought that I'd have one as well.
I don't know where he's going,
But when he gets there I'll be glad!
I'm following in father's footsteps, Yes,
I'm following me dear old dad!"

Pa said that to the North of England
He, on business had to go;
To Charing Cross he went,
And there he booked,__ I booked first calss also.
I found myself, that night, in Paris!
To the clergyman, next door,
I answered, when he said,
"What are you in this gay place for?"

"I'm following in father's footsteps,
I'm following me dear old dad.
He's travelling now for his firm, you see,
In fancy goods, it seems to me.
I don't know where he's going,
But when he gets there I'll be glad!
I'm following in father's footsteps, Yes,
I'm following me dear old dad!"

At Margate, with papa,
I toddled out to have a good old swim;
I didn't know the proper place to bathe,
So left it all to him.
I found myself among some ladies,
And enjoyed it, so did Pa;
Till Ma yelled, "Percy, fie for shame!"
Said I, "It's all right, Ma!"

"I'm following in father's footsteps,
I'm following me dear old dad.
He's just out there with the fair Miss Jupp,
To show me how to hold girls up.
I'm going to hold her next, Ma,
So, when he drops her I'll be glad!
I'm following in father's footsteps, Yes!
I'm following me dear old dad!"

To dinner, up in town, last night I went,
And Pa went there as well.
How many Pommeries we had,
My word! I really couldn't tell.
At two a.m. Pa started off for home
Like this! __ and so did I.
Folks said, "Mind where you're going!"
But I simply made reply:

"I'm following in father's footsteps;
I'm following me dear old dad.
He's wobbling on in front, you see,
And 'pon my word, he's worse than me.
I don't know where he's going,
But when he gets there I'll be glad!
I'm following in father's footsteps, Yes!
I'm following me dear old dad!"