Tonart: Ab major
Verse 1
Cm
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Cm
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Eb
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I won der what he'll think of me.
I guess he'll call me the
old man.
Bb
I guess he'll think I can
F
lick every other fella's father.
G
Db
I bet that he'll turn out to be
F
Eb
F
the spittin' image of his dad
Bb
But he'll have more common sense
Eb
than his puddin' -headed father ever had
Cm
I'll teach him to wrestle
and dive through a wave
F
When we go in the mornings for a swim
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Bbm
His mother can teach him
Bbm
F
C
But she won't make a sissy out of him
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Bbm
Bb
Eb
Bb
Eb
Not him, not my boy, not Bill!
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Eb
Ab
I will see that he's named after me, I will!
Bb
My boy Bill, he'll be tall
Bbm
Ab
Bb
and as tough as a tree, will Bill!
Ab
Like a tree he'll grow
C
with his head held high
Fm
F
Bb
and his feet planted firm on the ground
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Ab
An d you won't see nobody dare
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Ab
Bb
Eb
to try to boss him or toss him around
Db
Bb
Eb
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,
Eb
or work up and down the streets
of a town
Ab
with a whip and a horse and a hack.
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Bb
He can haul a scow along a canal,
Db
Bb
run a cow around a corral,
Gm
A
or maybe bark for a carousel.
Gm
Eb
Of course it takes talent to do that well.
Ab
He might be a champ of the heavyweights,
or a fella that sells you glue,
Bb
Or President of the United States,
Ab
that'd be all right too.
Bbm
Yeah, his mother would like that,
Bb
but he wouldn't be President
Ab
unless he wanted to be. Not Bill.
Bbm
My boy Bill, he'll be tall and as
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Ab
Bb
tough as a tree. Will Bill.
Eb
Ab
Like a tree he'll grow
C
with his head held high
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and his feet planted firm on the ground
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Eb
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Eb
And you won't see nobody dare
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Bb
to try to boss him
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Bb
No fat -bottomed, flabby -faced,
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pot -bellied,
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Eb
Bbm
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,
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Bb
Who'll give him a peck and call it a kiss,
F
Eb
And look in his eyes through a lorgnette,
F
Db
Eb
Say, why am I taking on like this?
Gb
Bb
My kid ain't even been born yet.
Gb
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,
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G
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Em
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on the way to get round any girl.
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Ebm
Gb
I can tell him, Wait a minute, could it be,
Ab
what the hell, what if he,
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A#m
what if he is a girl,
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Bbm
F
Bill, oh Bill,
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Bbm
what would I do with her,
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Bbm
what could I do for her,
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F
Db
you can have fun with a son,
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but you got ta be a father to a girl.
F
Eb
She mightn't be so bad at that,
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Db
Eb
a kid with ribbons in her hair,
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Ab
Db
a kind of sweet and petite little
Ab
tin type of her mother,
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Bb
My little girl, pink and white
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B
Db
as peaches and cream is she.
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Db
B
My little girl is half again
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G#
B
as bright as girls are meant to be.
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B
Dozens of boys pursue her,
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Dm
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Does what he can to woo her
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from her faithful dad
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She has a few pink and white
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young fellas of two or three
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But my little girl gets hungry every night,
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an d she comes home to me.
I gotta get ready before she comes,
D
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I gotta make certain that she won't be
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Bb
dragged up in slums
F
with a lot of bums like me.
Bb
She's got to be sheltered and fed
and dressed in the best that money can buy.
Eb
I nev er knew how to get money,
F
Bb
By God, I'll try.
A
Eb
I'll go out and make it or steal it or take it
Or die!
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