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
