Ewan MacColl
Come My Little Son
[Verse 1]
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 had to roam far away from home
Away from you and me
[Chorus]
But remember, lad, he's still your dad
Though he's working far away
In the cold and the heat all the hours of the week
On England's motorway
[Verse 2]
Now if you fall and hurt yourself
And get a feeling bad
It isn't any use to go
A-running for your dad
For the only time since you were born
That he's had to spend with you
He's been out of a job and he hadn't a bob
He was signing on the brew
[Chorus]
But remember, lad, he’s still your dad
Though he’s working far away
In the cold and the heat all the hours of the week
On England's motorway
[Verse 3]
And sure, we’d like your daddy home and sure, it would be fine
To have him working nearer toward home
To see him all the time
But beggars can't be choosers and we have to bear our load
For we need the money your daddy earns
By working on the road
[Chorus]
But remember, lad, he's still your dad
Though he's working far away
In the cold and the heat all the hours of the week
On England’s motorway
But remember, lad, he's still your dad
And he'll soon be home to stay
For a week or two with me and you
When he's built the motorway