I gave birth to a ten pound baby boy
Happy, huffing and puffing, working hard
Blood flowing, sweat dripping, this was no toy
But mine own true love, a self-dealt card.
Happy, huffing and puffing, working hard
We read of the big bad wolf and three pigs
Mine own true love, that self-dealt card
He sang, I sang, we sang and danced Irish jigs.
Reading about the big bad wolf and three pigs
Opened the world for him with its evil and wonder
He sang, I sang, we sang and danced Irish jigs
Up and down, all around, taking the good with the blunders
Opened the world for him with its evil and wonder
Once he’d learned to drive, had his first girlfriend
Up and down, all around, taking the good with the blunders
Had his heart broken, did not ask, “Would it mend?”
Once he’d learned to drive, had his first girlfriend,
Found another, and another, asked the fourth one to marry
Had his heartbroken, never asked me how it could mend
He looked for work, interviewed alert and all wary
Found another, another and at last one that would carry
Him through life, marriage, becoming a dad
He looked for love, interviewed, alert and all wary
Hi bride, his wife, in black and white were they clad
Moving through life, marriage, becoming a dad
She gave birth to a fine baby boy
His bride, his wife, all in white was she clad
Blood flowing, sweat dripping, this was no toy
Baseball and cars, cards and wolves, hugs and kisses,
For you, my dear son.