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This is the song "Come my little son" which is set to the traditional Scottish tune "Come, All Ye Tramps and Hawkers" after the version by The Dubliners with Luke Kelly who start on F# (these chords capo 6), done in waltz tempo
England's Motor Way
by Ewan MacColl & Peggy Seeger
Intro
Come me little son and I will tell you what we'll do,
Undress yourself and get into bed and a tale I'll tell to you
Its all about your daddy he's a man you seldom see,
For he's had to roam away from home, far away from you and me.
Chorus I
Remember laddie he's still your dad,
Though he's working far away,
In the cold and heat all the hours of the week,
On England's motorway.
Now when you fall and hurt yourself and get a feeling bad,
It isn't any good to go running for your dad,
For the only time since you were born, he's had to spend with you,
He was out of a job and he hadn't a bob, he was signing on the brew
Chorus I
Sure we'd like your daddy here, yes sure it would be fine,
To have him working nearer home, and to see him all the time,
But beggars cant be choosers and we have to bear our load,
For we need the money your daddy earns,
out working on the road.
Chorus II
Remember laddie he's still your dad,
and he'll soon be home to stay,
for a week or two with me and you
When he's built the motorway.
Come me little son and I will tell you what we'll do,
Undress yourself and get into bed and a tale I'll tell to you
Its all about your daddy he's a man you seldom see,
For he's had to roam away from home, far away from you and me.
Chorus I
Remember laddie he's still your dad,
Though he's working far away,
In the cold and heat all the hours of the week,
On England's motorway.
Now when you fall and hurt yourself and get a feeling bad,
It isn't any good to go running for your dad,
For the only time since you were born, he's had to spend with you,
He was out of a job and he hadn't a bob, he was signing on the brew
Chorus I
Sure we'd like your daddy here, yes sure it would be fine,
To have him working nearer home, and to see him all the time,
But beggars cant be choosers and we have to bear our load,
For we need the money your daddy earns,
out working on the road.
Chorus II
Remember laddie he's still your dad,
and he'll soon be home to stay,
for a week or two with me and you
When he's built the motorway.