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Come My Little Son (4th fret) (Trad).
CCome my little sFon and I Will tCell you wFhat we'll dCo Undress yourself and get inFto beCd And a tAmale I'll tell to yFou It's aCll about your daFddy He's a mCan you seldom sAmee For he haCd to roam, far aFway from home AwCay from yFou and mCe
RemCember laddie, he's stFill your dCad Though he's working far aAmway In the cCold and heat, all the hoFurs of the week On ECngland's mFotorwCay
NCow when you fall and hFurt yourself And gCet a feFeling bCad It isn't any goFod to gCo A rAmunning to your dFad For the oCnly time since yFou were born He's hCad to spend with yAmou He was Cout of a job, and we hFadn't a bob He was sCigning oFn the bCrew
RemCember laddie, he's stFill your dCad Though he's working far aAmway In the cCold and heat, all the hoFurs of the week On ECngland's mFotorwCay
Ah SCure we'd like your daFddy heCre Yes suCre it would bFe fiCne To have him working neFarer hoCme And to sAmee him all the tFime But beCggars can't be chFoosers And we hCave to bear our loAmad For we neCed the money your dadFdy earns A-woCrkin' oFn the roCad
RemCember laddie, he's stFill your dad And he's soCon be home to sAmtay For a wCeek or two, with mFe and you When he`s Cbuilt the FmotorwaCy