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SOMETIMES when I come in at night

And take my shoes off at the stair,

I hear my Pop turn on the light

And holler: “William, are you there?”

And then he says: “You go to bed—

I knew that stealthy step was you.”

And I asked how and then he said:

“’Cause that’s the way I used to do.”

Sometimes when I come home at six

O’clock and hurry up my chores,

And get a big armful of sticks

Of wood and bring it all indoors,

My Pop he comes and feels my head

And says: “You’ve been in swimmin’—you!”

When I asked how he knew, he said:

“’Cause that’s the way I used to do.”

Sometimes before a circus comes,

When I’m as willing as can be

To do my chores, and all my chums

They all take turns at helping me,

My Pop, he pats ’em on the head

And says: “You like a circus, too?”

When I asked how he knew, he said:

“’Cause that’s the way I used to do.”

And lots of times when he gets mad

Enough to whip me and declares

He never saw another lad

Like I am—well, at last he spares

Me from a whipping and he lays

His rawhide down: “I can’t whip you

For that, although I should,” he says,

“’Cause that’s the way I used to do.”