Mrs. Murphy Lyrics - Walker Brothers

Hello Mrs Murphy 

That's a lovely dress you're wearing 

Is it new 

Why, thank you Mr Wilson 

But I've had that same old dress about a year or two 

Upstairs in bed, the tall boy stretched just like a cat 

Put his hands behind his head 

And lay there thinking of a dream that he had 

I hear that the Johnsons had a baby, Mrs Murphy 

Is that true 

Why yes, but it's rumoured that the little tot's real daddy lives in 22 

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In 22, the boy lay whistling out of tune 

Fighting on the seas 

Dreaming of a thousand things he'd like to be 

Poor Mr Johnson being married to a wife who should be caged 

It's the child who will suffer 

And to think that young man is less than half her age 

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Upstairs he sits, he hears a knock, and nothing more 

Come on in, you're late 

Well, don't just stand there Mrs. Johnson 

Close the door