Tom: A major
Verse 1
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Dm
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Dbaug
Dm
G
Dbaug
I won der
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G
what he'll think of me.
Dbaug
Dm
I guess he'll call
F
Dm
G
me the old man.
Dbaug
Dm
F
I guess he'll think I can lick
every other fella's father.
Bb
Ab
C
F
Am
F
Dbaug
Dm
Well, I can.
Am
Dm
F
Dm
G
I bet that he'll turn out to be
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G
the spittin' image of his dad,
Dm
F
but he'll have more common sense
than his puddin' headed
Abaug
F
father ever had.
Dm
I'll teach him to wrestle and
Bdim
F
dive through a wave
Dm
A
G
when we go in the mornings for a swim.
Gaug
G
D
but she won't make a sissy out of him.
Daug
G
Not him!
Abaug
F
C
Abaug
F
Not Bill! Bill!
F
Eb
F
Bb
I will see that he's named after me.
Bdim
F
I will!
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F
he'll be tall and as tough as a tree
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Bdim
Cm
F
Will Bill, like a tree,
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Daug
D
he'll grow with his head held high
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G
And his feet planted firm on the ground
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C
F
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F
An d you won't see nobody dare
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F
C
to try to boss him
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Bb
Cm
F
No pot -bellied, baggy -eyed bully
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
Db
with a hammer, a hammer and spikes
He can ferry a boat on a river
or pedal a pack on his back
F
Bb
with a whip and a horse and a hack
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C
He can haul a scow along a canal,
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C
run a cow around a corral,
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B
or maybe bark for a carousel.
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F
Of course it takes talent to do that well.
Bb
He might be a champ of the heavyweights,
or a fella that sells you glue,
Gm
C
Or President of the United States,
Eb
Cm
B
that'd be alright too.
Bb
Eb
His mother would like that,
F
but he wouldn't be President
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F
unless he wanted to be. Not Bill!
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F
he'll be tall and as tough as a tree.
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Cm
F
We'll build like a tree,
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D
he'll grow with his head held high
Eb
Gm
G
and his feet planted firm on the ground
Gm
F
Bb
F
And you won't see nobody dare
Bb
F
to try to boss him
C
F
or toss him around
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Bb
Cm
No fat -bottomed flabby -faced
Dm
Cm
F
pot -bellied baggy -eyed bully will
C
Cm
boss him around
C
And I'm damned if he'll marry
his boss's daughter
A skinny -lipped virgin
with blood like water
Fm
Who'll give him a peck
Bb
F
G
s through a lorgnette
Eb
G
Why am I taking on like this?
Fm
Cm
My kid ain't even been born yet!
Ab
Fm
Ab
I can see him when he's
seventeen or so,
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Ab
Fm
Ab
Eb
Ab
Eb
and starting in to go with a girl.
Ab
Fm
I can give him lots of pointers,
Fm
Am
E
on the way to get round any girl.
A
Ab
Well, I can tell him.
Wait a minute.
Db
Bbm
Eb
G
F
Gaug
What if he is a girl?
Cm
Ab
Fm
F
Gaug
Cm
F
Oh, Bill, what would I do with her,
Cm
what could I do for her,
Eb
You can have fun with a son,
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Bb
F#
but you got ta be a father to a
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Bbaug
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B
Gaug
girl.
G
C
Cm
F
She mightn't be so bad at that,
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C
Cm
F
a kid with ribbons in her hair.
Gm
Eb
A kind of neat an d petite little
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Fm
Bb
tintype of her mother.
F#
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Eb
Ebm
Eb
What a pair!
Abaug
C
Db
Ink and white as peaches and cream,
Cm
Ab
Db
My little girl is half again
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Eb
Ab
Bbm
A
as bright as girls are meant to be.
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Cm
Ab
Db
Dozens of boys pursue her,
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Ab
Dm
G
C
Em
C
many a likely lad does what he can
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G
C
Abaug
to woo her from her faith
F
Bb
Bbaug
Ebm
ful dad.
Eb
Ab
Abaug
She has a few pink an
C
Bbm
d white young fellas,
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Db
but my little girl gets hungry
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Cm
Eb
Bb
every night.
Ab
Eb
Ab
F#
Abaug
E
And she comes home to me.
C
E
I gotta get ready before she comes.
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G
I gotta make certain that she
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won't be dragged up in slums
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F#
with a lot of bums like me.
B
She's gotta be sheltered and
fed and dressed
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B
in the best that money can buy.
E
B
I never knew how to get money,
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C#m
Bm
but I'll try, by God, I'll try.
F#
D#
E
I'll go out and make it,
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E
B
Bm
B
Or steal it, or take it, or die!
B
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