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A Proud Dad...

A Proud Dad...

A Proud Dad...

Driving around in that blue van
Travelling as kids from miles around
Getting a pound coin and a treat in a brown paper bag
Playing the game we loved “yellow car!” while the treat was a mars bar

A working man trying to keep his kids
A PROUD DAD you should be
A working man keeping things real
A PROUD DAD you should be

With black bags and hope of better things
Cheese flavoured McCoy’s waiting for dad
Wishing he could spend more time loosening the strings
I hope they were good times for you Gaz

A working man trying to keep his kids
A PROUD DAD you should be
A working man keeping things real
A PROUD DAD you should be

Binns, Luxdon, W.H Smiths and a woman that kept you straight
She put on the pounds because she made beautiful cakes
But you two will always be together because its fate

Now it’s holidays to keep you sane
You deserve it because you have paid your way
You’ve struggled day by day but as young parents, was that just the way
You will live and love until the day you are old
As mam likes to say it’s all “happy families”
A working man trying to keep his kids, DAD you should be PROUD...x

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