《Soliloquy》歌词

[00:08:03] I wonder what he'll think of me

[00:08:03] I guess he'll call me the "old man"

[00:08:03] I guess he'll think I can lick

[00:08:03] Every other feller's father

[00:08:03] Well, I can

[00:08:03] I bet that he'll turn out to be

[00:08:03] The spittin' image of his dad

[00:08:03] But he'll have more common sense

[00:08:03] Than his pudding-headed father ever had

[00:08:03] I'll teach him to wrestle

[00:08:03] And dive through a wave

[00:08:03] When we go in the mornings for our swim

[00:08:03] His mother can teach him

[00:08:03] The way to behave

[00:08:03] But she won't make a sissy out o' him

[00:08:03] Not him! Not my boy! Not Bill

[00:08:03] Bill, I will see that he is named after me, I will

[00:08:03] My boy, Bill! He'll be tall

[00:08:03] And tough as a tree, will Bill

[00:08:03] Like a tree he'll grow

[00:08:03] With his head held high

[00:08:03] And his feet planted firm on the ground

[00:08:03] And you won't see nobody dare to try

[00:08:03] To boss or toss him around

[00:08:03] No pot-bellied, baggy-eyed bully will toss him around

[00:08:03] I don't give a damn what he does

[00:08:03] As long as he does what he likes

[00:08:03] He can sit on his tail

[00:08:03] Or work on a rail

[00:08:03] With a hammer, hammering spikes

[00:08:03] He can ferry a boat on a river

[00:08:03] Or peddle a pack on his back

[00:08:03] Or work up and down

[00:08:03] The streets of a town

[00:08:03] With a whip and a horse and a hack

[00:08:03] He can haul a scow along a canal

[00:08:03] Run a cow around a corral

[00:08:03] Or maybe bark for a carousel

[00:08:03] Of course it takes talent to do that well

[00:08:03] He might be a champ of the heavyweights

[00:08:03] Or a feller that sells you glue

[00:08:03] Or President of the United States

[00:08:03] That'd be all right, too

[00:08:03] His mother would like that

[00:08:03] But he wouldn't be President unless he wanted to be

[00:08:03] Not Bill!

[00:08:03] [Chorus

[00:08:03] And I'll be damned if he'll marry the boss' daughter

[00:08:03] A skinny-lipped virgin with blood like water

[00:08:03] Who'll give him a peck

[00:08:03] And call it a kiss

[00:08:03] And look in his eyes through a lorgnette

[00:08:03] Say, why am I talkin' on like this?

[00:08:03] My kid ain't even been born, yet!

[00:08:03] I can see him when he's seventeen or so

[00:08:03] And startin' to go with a girl

[00:08:03] I can give him lots of pointers, very sound

[00:08:03] On the way to get 'round any girl

[00:08:03] I can tell him ...

[00:08:03] Wait a minute

[00:08:03] Could it be?

[00:08:03] What the hell

[00:08:03] What if he is a girl?

[00:08:03] What would I do with her?

[00:08:03] What could I do for her?

[00:08:03] A bum with no money

[00:08:03] You can have fun with a son

[00:08:03] But you got to be a father to a girl

[00:08:03] She mightn't be so bad at that

[00:08:03] A kid with ribbons in her hair

[00:08:03] A kind o' neat and petite

[00:08:03] Little tin-type of her mother

[00:08:03] What a pair

[00:08:03] I can just hear myself bragging about her

[00:08:03] My little girl

[00:08:03] Pink and white

[00:08:03] As peaches and cream is she

[00:08:03] My little girl

[00:08:03] Is half again as bright

[00:08:03] As girls are meant to be

[00:08:03] Dozens of boys pursue her

[00:08:03] Many a likely lad does what he can to woo her

[00:08:03] From her faithful dad

[00:08:03] She has a few

[00:08:03] Pink and white young fellers of two and three

[00:08:03] But my little girl

[00:08:03] Gets hungry every night and she comes home to me

[00:08:03] I got to get ready before she comes

[00:08:03] I got to make certain that she won't be dragged up in slums

[00:08:03] With a lot of bums like me

[00:08:03] She's got to be sheltered

[00:08:03] And be dressed in the best money can buy

[00:08:03] I never knew how to get money

[00:08:03] But, I'll try, by God! I'll try

[00:08:03] I'll go out and make it or steal it

[00:08:03] Or take it or die