My Family Tree

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 Up my, my family tree
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 There hangs my curious pedigree,
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My long, my lurid ancestry
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 The prancing phantoms and ghosts Of my forefathers.
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Nevertheless, despite their sins,
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 Bless my kiths and bless my kins.
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 There they perch for all to see
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 Up my, up my family tree.

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 Up my, my family tree,
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 No blue blood, no nobility
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 No trace of aristocracy
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Except for Uncle Sebastian Who once raped a duchess.
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Nevertheless, despite their sins,
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Bless my kiths and bless my kins.
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There they perch for all to see
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Up my, up my family tree.

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We've no ancestral halls
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No haughty portraits on our walls;
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No family monuments at all
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Unless it's my cousin Sheila's Stupendous cleavage.
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Nevertheless, despite their sins,
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Bless my kiths and bless my kins.
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There they perch for all to see
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Up my, up my family tree.

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My great-great-uncle Sam
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 A very tranquil sort of man,
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Could not afford his wife a pram -
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He pushed his babies round the park In a green wheelbarrow.
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Nevertheless, despite their sins,
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Bless my kiths and bless my kins.
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There they perch for all to see
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Up my, up my family tree.

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 My Uncle Will, my Auntie May
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 Were very much in love, so they
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Got married after some delay
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 They dressed their kids up in white When they both went legal.

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Nevertheless, despite their sins,
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Bless my kiths and bless my kins.
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There they perch for all to see
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Up my, up my family tree.

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 When brother Richard was thirteen
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He was a Boy Scout, keen and clean.
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He got presented to the Queen -
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And then he went and spoiled it all When he offered her a Rolly!
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Nevertheless, despite their sins,
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Bless my kiths and bless my kins.
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There they perch for all to see
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Up my, up my family tree.

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Let this be understood,
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That our family name is mud,
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Our sheep are black our cheques are dud
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But we survive! We're alive! So it's up with the Thackrays!

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Nevertheless, despite their sins,
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Bless my kiths and bless my kins.
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There they perch for all to see
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Up my, up my family tree.

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