My Little Son (2012 Remaster)

My Little Son - The Dubliners

Come my little son

And I will tell you what we'll do

Undress yourself and get into bed

And the 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