Come, my little son and I will tell you what to do
Undress yourself and get into bed and a tale I'll tell to you
It's all about your daddy, he's a man you'll seldom see
For he's had to roam away from home, far away from you and me


Remember, lad, he's still your dad
Though he's working far away
In the cold and heat all the hours of the week
On England's motorway

Now, when you fall and hurt yourself and get a feeling bad
It won't make any use to go running for your dad
For the only time since you were born he's had to spend with you
He was out of a job and hadn't a bob
He was signin' on the brew

Remеmber, lad, he's still your dad
Though hе's working far away
In the cold and heat all the hours of the week
On England's motorway

Now sure, we'd like your daddy here, sure that would be fine
To have him working near to home to see him all the time
But beggars can't be choosers so we'll have to bear our load
For we need the money your daddy earns while working on the road

Remember, lad, he's still your dad
Though he's working far away
In the cold and heat all the hours of the week
On England's motorway

Remember, lad, he's still your dad
Though he's working far away
In the cold and heat all the hours of the week
On England's motorway