My dear old Mum has gone now
She reached just 94.
For all those years she worried.
About the folk next door.
That is what I used to think
When as a little lad.
It's what she used tosay to me
If I did something bad.
Whatever will the neighbours think,
If you don't wash your face.
Whatever will the neighbours think
If you don't clean-up the place.
Both my father and my sister
Did not always do as bid.
The neighbours never seemed to care
Whatever those two did.
I don't think the neighbours
Really cared one little hoot.
But just in case when I passed their house
I raised a finger in salute.