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My old man wore three piece whistles
He was never home for long
Drove a bus for London Transport
He knew where he belonged
Number 18 down to Euston
Double decker move along
Double decker move along
My old man
Later on he drove a Roller
Chauffeuring for foreign men
Dropped his aitches on occasion
Said "Cor blimey!" now and then
Did the crossword in the Standard
At the airport in the rain
At the airport in the rain
My old man
Wouldn't ever let his governors
Call him 'Billy', he was proud
Personal reasons make a difference
His last boss was allowed
Perhaps he had to keep his distance
Made a racket when he rowed
Made a racket when he rowed
My old man
My old man
My old man was farly handsome
He smoked too many cigs
Lived in one room in Victoria
He was tidy in his digs
Had to have an operation
When his ulcer got too big
When his ulcer got too big
My old man
My old man
Seven years went out the window
We met as one to one
Died before we'd done much talking
Relations had begun
All the while we thought about each other
All the best, mate, from your son
All the best, mate, from your son
My old man
My old man
He was never home for long
Drove a bus for London Transport
He knew where he belonged
Number 18 down to Euston
Double decker move along
Double decker move along
My old man
Chauffeuring for foreign men
Dropped his aitches on occasion
Said "Cor blimey!" now and then
Did the crossword in the Standard
At the airport in the rain
At the airport in the rain
My old man
Call him 'Billy', he was proud
Personal reasons make a difference
His last boss was allowed
Perhaps he had to keep his distance
Made a racket when he rowed
Made a racket when he rowed
My old man
My old man
He smoked too many cigs
Lived in one room in Victoria
He was tidy in his digs
Had to have an operation
When his ulcer got too big
When his ulcer got too big
My old man
My old man
We met as one to one
Died before we'd done much talking
Relations had begun
All the while we thought about each other
All the best, mate, from your son
All the best, mate, from your son
My old man
My old man
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Submitted by
twotonepoet On Aug 06, 2002
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A simple yet effective song. This one always brings a tear to my eye. I'm gonna sing this at my old man's funeral.
About his relationship with his dad. Can't get much clearer than that. My only wish with regards to the matter is that I wish I could convey the same aura of respect to my father, by the order of tune.
I'm gonna play this at my old man's funeral too lol.
For those not in the know, or in America, 'the number 18 down to Euston' is a Bus, that runs to Euston, in London :)
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A "three-piece whistle" is a suit (Cockney rhyming slang - "whistle and flute" = "suit") comprising matching trousers (US: pants), waistcoat (US: vest) and jacket - more formal than a two-piece suit.