Blue Highway - England's Motorway lyrics

Come my little son and I will tell you what to do Undress yourself and get into bed and a tale IÕll tell to you ItÕs all about your Daddy son, HeÕs a man you seldome see For heÕs had to roam far away from home Far away from you and me Ch) But remember lad, heÕs still your Dad though heÕs workinÕ far away In the cold and heat, 40 hours a week on EnglandÕs motorway 2) Sure weÕd like to have him here--for sure it would be fine To have him living here at home and be with us all the time But beggars canÕt be choosers and weÕll have to bear the load For we need the money your Daddy earns A-workinÕ on the road Chorus 3) When you fall and cut yourself and get up feeling bad There isnÕt any use to go a-runninÕ to your Dad For the only time since you were born thatÕs he had to spend with you He was out on the line a-makinÕ his time He was workinÕ on a crew