Tom: Ab major
Verse 1
G#m
C#
G#m
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B
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I won der what he'll think of me.
I guess he'll call me the
old man.
F#
I guess he'll think I can
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lick every other fella's father.
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A
I bet that he'll turn out to be
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B
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the spittin' image of his dad
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But he'll have more common sense
B
than his puddin' -headed father ever had
G#m
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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F#m
His mother can teach him
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C#
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But she won't make a sissy out of him
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B
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B
Not him, not my boy, not Bill!
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B
E
I will see that he's named after me, I will!
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My boy Bill, he'll be tall
F#m
E
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and as tough as a tree, will Bill!
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with his head held high
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and his feet planted firm on the ground
B
E
An d you won't see nobody dare
B
E
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B
to try to boss him or toss him around
A
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B
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,
B
or work up and down the streets
of a town
E
with a whip and a horse and a hack.
Em
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He can haul a scow along a canal,
A
F#
run a cow around a corral,
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or maybe bark for a carousel.
D#m
B
Of course it takes talent to do that well.
E
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,
F#m
Yeah, his mother would like that,
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but he wouldn't be President
E
unless he wanted to be. Not Bill.
F#m
My boy Bill, he'll be tall and as
B
E
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tough as a tree. Will Bill.
B
E
Like a tree he'll grow
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with his head held high
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C#m
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and his feet planted firm on the ground
F#
B
E
B
And you won't see nobody dare
E
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to try to boss him
A
E
F#
No fat -bottomed, flabby -faced,
E
pot -bellied,
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B
F#m
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,
Bm
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Who'll give him a peck and call it a kiss,
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B
And look in his eyes through a lorgnette,
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A
B
Say, why am I taking on like this?
D
F#
My kid ain't even been born yet.
D
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,
B
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E
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on the way to get round any girl.
D
Bm
D
I can tell him, Wait a minute, could it be,
E
what the hell, what if he,
F#
F#m
what if he is a girl,
B
F#m
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Bill, oh Bill,
B
F#m
what would I do with her,
B
F#m
what could I do for her,
B
C#
A
you can have fun with a son,
E
A
Aaug
but you gotta be a father to a girl.
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B
She mightn't be so bad at that,
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A
B
a kid with ribbons in her hair,
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E
A
a kind of sweet and petite little
D
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My little girl, pink and white
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G
A
as peaches and cream is she.
F#m
A
G
My little girl is half again
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E
G
as bright as girls are meant to be.
A
G
Dozens of boys pursue her,
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Bbm
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Does what he can to woo her
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B
E
from her faithful dad
A
D
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She has a few pink and white
G
A
young fellas of two or three
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A
G
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But my little girl gets hungry every night,
A
D
A
D
C
B
an d she comes home to me.
I gotta get ready before she comes,
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A
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.
B
I never knew how to get money,
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F#
By God, I'll try.
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B
I'll go out and make it or steal it or take it
Or die!
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