Jake Thackray
Jake Thackray
Jake Thackray
Jake Thackray
Jake Thackray
Jake Thackray
Jake Thackray
Jake Thackray
Jake Thackray
Jake Thackray
Jake Thackray
Jake Thackray
Jake Thackray
Jake Thackray
A solo acoustic version was recorded in 1967 as part of the sessions for The Last Will and Testament of Jake Thackray, and is on disk 4 of Jake in a Box. It was re-recorded for Jakes Progress in 1968.
Up my, my family tree
There hangs my curious pedigree
My long, my lurid ancestry
The prancing phantoms and ghosts of my rude forefathers.
Nevertheless despite their sins
Bless my kiths and bless my kins
There they all perch to see
Up my, up my family tree
Up my, my family tree
No blue blood, no nobility
No trace of aristocracy
Except for Uncle Sebastian, who once raped a duchess
Nevertheless despite their sins
Bless my kiths and bless my kins
There they perch for all to see
Up my, up my family tree
We've no ancestral halls
No haughty portraits on our walls
No family monuments at all
Unless it's my cousin Sheila's stupendous cleavage
Nevertheless despite their sins
Bless my kiths and bless my kins
There they perch for all to see
Up my, up my family tree
My great-great-uncle Sam
A very tranquil sort of man
Could not afford his wife a pram
He pushed his babies round the park in a green wheelbarrow
Nevertheless despite their sins
Bless my kiths and bless my kins
There they perch for all to see
Up my, up my family tree
My Uncle Will, my Auntie May
Were very much in love so they
Got married, after some delay
They dressed their kids up in white when they both went legal
Nevertheless despite their sins
Bless my kiths and bless my kins
There they perch for all to see
Up my, up my family tree
When brother Richard was thirteen
He was a Boy Scout, keen and clean
He got presented to the Queen
And then he went and spoiled it all when he offered her a Woodbine
Nevertheless despite their sins
Bless my kiths and bless my kins
There they perch for all to see
Up my, up my family tree
Let this be understood
That our family name is mud
Our sheep are black our cheques are dud
But we survive, we're alive, so it's up with the Thackrays
Nevertheless despite their sins
Bless my kiths and bless my kins
There they perch for all to see
Up my, up my, up my, my family tree
Family Tree was written by Jake Thackray.
Family Tree was produced by Norman Newell.
Jake Thackray released Family Tree on Mon Jan 01 1968.