John Francis Connor

A scouser & staunch supporter of Everton FC

Old John’s the bee’s knees

Written by Mac Rawlins & Bob Bignell

Sung to the tune “Old man’s overseas” written by John Connor

Old John maybe 60 but he's still got the urge

To write songs up tempo and the occasional dirge

He'll write about places and things that he's read

But most of his songs are about people who're dead

 

Old John's the bees knees old John's the bees knees

Songs about A&E and Silvington trees

Old John's the bees knees old John's the bees knees

His song writing skills should be earning him fees

 

Evicted from Stourport he showed some nous

A cold month in a tent no he lived in my house

Drank all my port, eat my biscuits & cheese

Surprised Dawn in the shower and lost all my keys

 

Old John’s the bees knees old John’s the bees knees

Taylor’s and Stilton he finished off these

Old John’s the bees knees old John’s the bees knees

A voyeur in my house and he lost all the keys

 

We practice on Wednesdays this trusty old band

Songs like Aisha & The Unblessed Hand

We stand in my kitchen but try as he might

I just know he’ll leave an aroma that night

 

Old John's the bees knees old John's the bees knees

His wheezy old cough but no bum notes please

Old John's the bees knees old John's the bees knees

Makes a cloud in my kitchen and my fish ill at ease

M  A  M  W  I  G......M  A  M  W  I  G

That's Middle Aged Men with Guitars....John and me

We've played in restaurants and cafes and clubs

But we're at our happiest when playing in pubs

 

Old John's the bees knees....old John's the bees knees

But at 60 he's greying and starting to wheeze

Old John's the bees knees....old John's the bees knees

But he’ll keep on going while it’s earning him fees

 

We sing nights in Spanish and Mexican too

The punters don't realise they're the same songs we do.

We sing on Burns nights and all the Saints days

We'll sing in any language as long as it pays

 

Old John's the bees knees....old John's the bees knees

But at 60 he's greying and starting to wheeze

Old John's the bees knees....old John's the bees knees

But he’ll keep on going while it’s earning him fees

 

With Five Bar Gait he plays and he calls

At Barn Dances, socials and a load of posh balls

His Swedish Masquerade's best when all's said and done

We bet on which girl he'll pick to start the fun

 

Old John's the bees knees....old John's the bees knees

But at 60 he's greying and starting to wheeze

Old John's the bees knees....old John's the bees knees

But he’ll keep on going while it’s earning him fees