The Ballad of Adler Young, Canto 2.5

T'was Saturday night in an old mining town
Jake's bar room was merry and gay
While far from the laughter a mother did wait
For Pop to come home with his pay
"What's keeping dear Father, why doesn't he come?"
The daughter exclaimed through her tears
The Mother replied, "I'm sadly afraid
Your Father has stopped for some beers"

Ohhh...Oh!
The doors swing in, the doors swing out
Where some pass in, and others pass out
Your Father, I fear, has his nose in the beer
Behind those swinging door-or-ors,
(Hic)
Behind those swinging doors.

"Oh I shall go fetch him" the daughter declared
"He shan't bring disgrace to our name"
Then straight-way she ran to the corner saloon
To save her poor Father from shame
"Dear Father, Dear Father come home with me now
The clock in the steeple strikes two" (Ding, Ding, Ding)
"Dear Mother is waiting, the rent must be paid
Don't spend all your money for brew"

Ohhh...Oh!
The doors swing in, the doors swing out
Where some pass in, and others pass out
Through the smoke and the haze
There stood Pop in a daze
Behind those swinging door-or-ors,
(Hic)
Behind those swinging doors.

Each Saturday night at the corner saloon
The miners come in with their gold
And Father blows in all his wages for gin
And Nellie blows home in the cold
"Dear Mother", she wailed, "My mission I've failed,
My Father will ne'er mend his ways"
The Mother explained "We'll suffer the shame,
It's always the woman who pays"

Ohhh...Oh!
The doors swing in, the doors swing out
Where some pass in, and others pass out
This story is told of a fool and his gold
Behind those swinging door-or-ors,
(Hic - Burp)
Behind those swinging doors.

Spike Jones & his City Slickers (Vocal: Del Porter) - 1941