Lyrics

Oh, you are a mucky kid Dirty as a dustbin lid When he hears the things that you did You'll get a belt from your da Verse 1: You really have your old man's nose How crimson in the dark it glows If you're not asleep when the boozers close You'll get a belt from your da Verse 2: You look so scruffy lying there Strawberry jam all through your hair In all the world you haven't a care And your mammy's got so many CHORUS Verse 3: 'Though you have no silver sppon Better days are coming soon Your sister's working at the mill And she gets her pay on Friday Verse 4: Perhaps someday we'll make a splash If the Irish Sweeps provide the cash We'll have a house that's oh, so posh And we'll buy your da a brewery CHORUS Verse 5: You really have your old man's face You're growing up a real hard case But no one else can take your place So go to sleep for mammy