The Killigans - My Old Man’s Ballad Lyrics
My father was a bitter man, he worked til he was deadFor twenty years he toiled but my family was fedMy mother cried for one full day, but when that day was doneThe factory called her up and asked for me, her one and only sonThe factory life is all I have, an all inclusive clubWhen my full day of work is done, I head down to the pubA ballad for the working man, the proletariatWe work, we slave, we live, we die, and soon, we will rise upStand up, And fightSo many sitting idly by is no one conscious of our classStand up, and fightNever will the exploitation end our conscience suffers, and so we dieI know that I am naught but just an ordinary manI’m none too smart, but God help me, I do all that I canAnd when look upon my children’s unsuspecting eyesMy heart grows sad as I see them corrupted, by the systems liesIf I should die today I know that I’d go straight to hellI’d look the devil in the eyes, I’d ring his fiery bellAnd then I’d go to heaven and see my father once againHe’d look me up, he’d look me down and say son………Where on earth have you been?
