I recorded this from a folk progam in the 70s and it has extra verses

He don't want no swearin', no spittin', no singin',
No dirt on your boots and no darts,
He's banned poor old Bert for his colourless shirt,
And he.'s banned poor ol' Ted 'cause he farts.
He looks down his nose at the state of your clothes,
And remarks "You could do with a wash",
But he hands them out fags when they turn up in jags
And they all stand around looking posh