England's Motorway / Come My Little Son -lyrics and chords

England's Motorway The Dubliners Lyrics And Chords. Written by Ewan McColl With Luke Kelly singing. Try a capo on the 2nd.fret and you will be playing in the key of D.

Come[C] my little[F] son and I will tell you what to[C] do,

Undress yourself,get[F] into bed and a[C] tale I'll tell to[Am] you

Its[C] all about your[F] daddy he's a[C] man you seldom [Am]see,

For he's[C] had to roam[F] away from home,away from[C] me and you.

[Chorus]

But remember lad he's still your dad,

Though he's working far away,

In the cold and heath eighty hours a week,

On England's motorway.

[2]

Sure we'd like your daddy home,sure it would be fine,

To have him working nearer home,to see him all the time,

But beggers cant be choosers son,and we have to bear our load,

For we need the money your daddy earns,

A working on the roads.

[3]

When you fall and hurt yourself and get a feeling bad,

It isn't any good to go a-running for your da,

For the only time since you were born,that he had to spend with you,

He was out of a job and he had'nt a bob,he was signing on the brew,

[Chorus]

Come My Little Son Sheet

Here are the tin whistle and piano keyboard notes. The bold text

are the high D and E notes. These are the one's I'm playing in the video.

GA B       B   A G    A   B   G E    D    E   G     A      G
Oh come my little son and I will tell you what we'll do
B    D     D   B     D   E E D    B   A G    A    B    G E
Undress yourself get into bed and a tale I'll tell to you
B    D   D B   D    E E    D    B G   A   B G     E
It's all about your daddy he's a man you seldom see
G   A      B   B   A     G A   B      G      E D E     G    A    G
For he's had to roam away from home away from me and you.
B D     D    B   D    E     E    D   B   A     G    A   B       G E
Remember lad he's still your dad and he'll soon be home to stay
G   A B      B   A    G    A    B    G    E      E    D     E    G A B
For a week or two with me and you when he's built the motorway

Song Words Without Chords

Come my little son and I will tell you what to do,

Undress yourself,get into bed and a tale I'll tell to you

Its all about your daddy he's a man you seldom see,

For he's had to roam away from home,away from me and you.

[Chorus]

But remember lad he's still your dad,

Though he's working far away,

In the cold and heath eighty hours a week,

On England's motorway.

[2]

Sure we'd like your daddy home,sure it would be fine,

To have him working nearer home,to see him all the time,

But beggers cant be choosers son,and we have to bear our load,

For we need the money your daddy earns,

A working on the roads.

[3]

When you fall and hurt yourself and get a feeling bad,

It isn't any good to go a-running for your da,

For the only time since you were born,that he had to spend with you,

He was out of a job and he had'nt a bob,he was signing on the brew,

[Chorus]