My father was simple my mother was kind They worked night and day and when they'd unwind My father sang song and my mother would darn All of us felt safe protected and warm The touch of a razor produced the first note And while he got all cleaned up the the songs would float From bathroom to bedroom from kitchen to hall His songs were so sweet they pierced every wall Let's have one more from the daddy Became a family refrain I'll tell you how it came about later Still we have a laugh, when we hear it again Let's have one more from the daddy While still the days of innocence surround These children in the afterglow of Christmas As yet not outward bound Christmas 1958 he brought home a treat A magic machine that he'd hirec out for the week A phillips reel-to-reel with a green and a red light He blew and he tested t'was magic alright He called for a concert and gave us our head But if we were slow he'd sing one instead We were only kids we had no songs at e days But dad he had a hundred and boy he sang 'em all He sang tobermoray and creeshlaw the day I forgot the words of living doll and he couldn't wait to say 'let's have one more from the daddy while we wait He sang as I sit here and dear old thomondgate We did our bits and pieces it didn't take too long He held the centre stage with song after song Now as I remember its easier to see The one that I'm remembering behaved just like me