Father's Day

I haven't always been a single man
And I haven't always lived up here
Along with all these other single men
With a ring around the bath and a cigarette but in my beard
And I haven't always been a lonely man
And I haven't always lived alone
And you know I haven't always drunk this much
But hey, before you cut me down, just try standing in my shoes

Because I don't have to hear one word of this, no
And any other day, I might care what you say
But every Saturday is Father's Day

You might call it sad
You might call me mad
But I've got one who calls me dad

And all the other blokes that live up
Here know how to leave a man alone
They're not a bad old bunch that live up here
Ah, but you know that it's not family and it's not home

One of the darling wives that once I had
Well, I'm pleased to say that she still talks to me
But I try not to think of what went wrong
What went wrong
Because if I said that I was right, she might say that she was right
And the only rights I care about are visiting rights

Yeah
And any other day, I might care what you say
But every Saturday is Father's Day

You might call it sad
You might call me mad
But I've got one who calls me dad

We go where he wants to go
And we do what he wants to do
I tell him everything I know because I'd do anything to prove
Yeah, I'd do anything to prove
That every Saturday, I will do what he might say
Because each and every Saturday is Father's Day

You might call it sad
You might call me mad
But it don't feel so bad when he calls me...

You might call it sad
You might call me mad
But it don't feel half bad when he calls me...

You might call it sad
You might call me mad
God, I feel so glad when he calls me dad

Yeah, he calls me dad

I haven't always been a single man