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