I never heard "When Father Papered the Parlour,", but as a child I learned something like this...
When Tommy put the paper on the wall,
He spilled a pot of paste upon us all.
Now we all stick together like birds of a feather
when Tommy put the paper on the wall.

It had a lyric about He even put a border on grandma's shawl

I guess Tommy (or was it Sammy?) must be the son of this father...

Mark