One day, little Albert
To see 'ow much money 'e'd
Stuck a knife in 'is money-box slot
And fiddled and fished out the lot.
It amounted to fifteen and
Which 'e found by a few simple
Were ninety two tuppenny
Or twice that in penn'orths of gums.
The sound of the chinkin' of
Soon brought father's 'ead round the
He said, "Whats that there, on the table?"Albert said it were, "Fifteen and four.""You're not going to spend all that money…"Said Pa, in an admonitory tone"On toffee an' things for your stomach."Said Mother, "Why not?… it's his own."Said Pa, "Nay, with that fifteen shillings,
We'll buy National Savings and then…In five years we'll have seventeen and
And one pound and sixpence, in ten!"Young Albert weren't what you'd call
He saw his sweet dreams fade away,
Ma said, "Let 'im 'ave the odd fourpence."Pa lovingly answered, "Nay… nay!""It's our duty in crisis… what's
For every child, woman and
To strain every muscle and
To raise every penny we can!"He said, "Even this little fourpence…Might help us, the Germans to drub!"Then 'e dropped the four coins in 'is
And made for the neighboring pub.
These words stirred the 'eart of young
He made up 'is mind then and
To take up 'is part in the
And sell everything 'e could spare.
So off 'e went down to the junk
With some toys and a flashlamp, he'd got.
And the stick with the 'orses 'ead
He received half a crown for the lot.
He went off to the Post Office
Where National Savings was
But found that they cost fifteen
Which meant he were twelve and six short.
The little lad wasn't down
He went off without wastin'
And sold 'is dad's smoking
And 'is Mother's glass case of stuffed birds.
At the Post Office counter they gave 'imA certificate all crisp and
Then back 'e went 'ome, to his
To say what a good boy he'd been.
They didn't 'alf shout, when he told
By Gumm… but 'e were in the
But at finish, they 'ad to forgive
It were all done in such a grand cause.
There's a moral, of course. to this
That's pointing to you and to me…Let's all be young Alberts and
To defend the right to be free.
