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four bitchin' babes - my father lyrics

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my father, my father was irish and sad
and sad went as deep as the humor he had
from time to time his temper was bad
but i know where it all started
my father, my father was left as a boy
by his own father who knew such little joy
who drank to be healed, who drank to destroy
his own life so brokenhearted

fathers and husbands, sons, brothers, and priests
monks draped in saffron, all burdened as beasts
so many are starving, so few get to feast
at the table they all helped to prosper

my father, my father lived most his life
with a wife and five children, his anchors, his kites
till one day the sad gripped a little too tight
and he swiftly but dearly departed

oh, let us love men and hold them like kings
while the world burns around them still screaming for things
and help them back to the center of the ring
back to where it all started

- four bitchin babes lyrics

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