Tom: Ab major
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I won der what he'll think of me.
I guess he'll call me the
old man.
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I guess he'll think I can
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lick every other fella's father.
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I bet that he'll turn out to be
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the spittin' image of his dad
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But he'll have more common sense
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than his puddin' -headed father ever had
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I'll teach him to wrestle
and dive through a wave
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When we go in the mornings for a swim
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His mother can teach him
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But she won't make a sissy out of him
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Not him, not my boy, not Bill!
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I will see that he's named after me, I will!
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My boy Bill, he'll be tall
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and as tough as a tree, will Bill!
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and his feet planted firm on the ground
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An d you won't see nobody dare
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to try to boss him or toss him around
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No pot -bellied, baggy -eyed bully'll
I don't give a damn what he does,
as long as he does what he likes
He can sit on his tail or work
on a rail
with a hammer, a hammer and spikes.
He can ferry a boat on a river,
or pedal a pack on his back,
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or work up and down the streets
of a town
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with a whip and a horse and a hack.
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He can haul a scow along a canal,
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run a cow around a corral,
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or maybe bark for a carousel.
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Of course it takes talent to do that well.
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He might be a champ of the heavyweights,
or a fella that sells you glue,
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Or President of the United States,
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Yeah, his mother would like that,
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but he wouldn't be President
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unless he wanted to be. Not Bill.
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My boy Bill, he'll be tall and as
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tough as a tree. Will Bill.
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Like a tree he'll grow
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and his feet planted firm on the ground
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And you won't see nobody dare
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to try to boss him
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No fat -bottomed, flabby -faced,
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pot -bellied,
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baggy -eyed bully'll boss him around
And I'm damned if he'll marry
his boss's daughter,
A skinny -lipped virgin with blood like water,
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Who'll give him a peck and call it a kiss,
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And look in his eyes through a lorgnette,
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Say, why am I taking on like this?
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My kid ain't even been born yet.
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I can see him when he's seventeen or so,
and starting in to go with a girl.
I can give him lots of pointers,
very sound,
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on the way to get round any girl.
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I can tell him, Wait a minute, could it be,
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what the hell, what if he,
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what if he is a girl,
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Bill, oh Bill,
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what would I do with her,
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what could I do for her,
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you can have fun with a son,
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but you gotta be a father to a girl.
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She mightn't be so bad at that,
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a kid with ribbons in her hair,
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a kind of sweet and petite little
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My little girl, pink and white
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as peaches and cream is she.
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My little girl is half again
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as bright as girls are meant to be.
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Dozens of boys pursue her,
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Does what he can to woo her
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from her faithful dad
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She has a few pink and white
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young fellas of two or three
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But my little girl gets hungry every night,
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an d she comes home to me.
I gotta get ready before she comes,
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I gotta make certain that she won't be
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dragged up in slums
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with a lot of bums like me.
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She's got to be sheltered and fed
and dressed in the best that money can buy.
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I never knew how to get money,
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By God, I'll try.
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I'll go out and make it or steal it or take it
Or die!
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