My Old Man (live)

My old man wore three peice 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 occation 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 never let his guv'nors 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 racker when he rowed My old man My old man My old man was fairly hansome He smokes to many cigs Lived in one room in Victoria He was tidy inhis digs Had to have an operation When his ulcer got to big When his ulcer got to big My old man Seven years went out the window We met as one to one Died before we'd done much talking But realtions had begun All the while we though about each other All the best mate from your son All the best mate from your son My old man My old man