My grandmother has a 78-rpm I used to listen to so much, I can still
remember the words after 25 years: Spike sings this with a piano
accompaniment subdued in the background:

Behind the swinging doors
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  'Twas Saturday night in an old mining town,
  Jake's bar room was merry and gay,
  But 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 beer".

Ref:
  Oh, 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 the singing doors, behind the swinging doors.


  "Oh I shall go fetch him" the daughter declared,
  "He sha'n't bring disgrace to our name".
  And 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,
   Dear mother is waiting, the rent must be paid,
   don't spend all your money on booze".

Ref:
  Oh, 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 the singing doors, behind the swinging doors.

  Each Saturday night at the corner saloon,
  the miners come in with their gold,
  and papa blows in all his wages for gin,
  and Nelly blows home in the cold.

  "Dear mother - dear mother, my mission I've failed,
   my father will ne'er mend his ways".
   The mother exclaimed: "We'll suffer the shame --
   it's always the woman who pays!!"

 [ That's a well-crafted song; Jones had top-notch writers.  The last
 [ gag is superb: "It's always the woman who pays!"   -- Robbie