The Dubliners - My Little Son lyrics
[The Dubliners - My Little Son lyrics]
Come me little son
And I will tell you what we'll do
Undress yourself and get into bed
And a tale I'll tell to you
It's all about your daddy
He's a man you seldom see
For he's have to roam far away from home
Away from you and me
Remember laddie he's still your dad
Though he's working far away
In the cold and heat all
The hours of the week on England's motorway
Now when you fall and hurt yourself
And get a feeling bad
It isn't any good to go running for your dad
For the only time since you were born
He's had to spend with you
He was out of a job and he hadn't a bob
He was signing on the brew
Remember laddie he's still your dad
Though he's working far away
In the cold and heat all
The hours of the week on England's motorway
Sure we'd like your Daddy here
Yes, sure it would be fine
To have him working nearer home
And to see him all the time
But beggars can't be choosers
And we'll have to bear our load
For we need the money your daddy earns
By working on the road
Remember laddie he's still your dad
And he's soon be home to stay
For a week or two with me and you
When he's built the motorway
And I will tell you what we'll do
Undress yourself and get into bed
And a tale I'll tell to you
It's all about your daddy
He's a man you seldom see
For he's have to roam far away from home
Away from you and me
Remember laddie he's still your dad
Though he's working far away
In the cold and heat all
The hours of the week on England's motorway
Now when you fall and hurt yourself
And get a feeling bad
It isn't any good to go running for your dad
For the only time since you were born
He's had to spend with you
He was out of a job and he hadn't a bob
He was signing on the brew
Remember laddie he's still your dad
Though he's working far away
In the cold and heat all
The hours of the week on England's motorway
Sure we'd like your Daddy here
Yes, sure it would be fine
To have him working nearer home
And to see him all the time
But beggars can't be choosers
And we'll have to bear our load
For we need the money your daddy earns
By working on the road
Remember laddie he's still your dad
And he's soon be home to stay
For a week or two with me and you
When he's built the motorway