Some call them persnickety,
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Some call them persnickety,
Grouchy or sad
Some say they’re intolerant,
They say they’re plain bad.
But the world would be better
And we all would be glad
If we had more around now…
An old-fashioned Dad.
An old fashioned Dad
Let you know where you stood
Get spanked if you’re bad,
Get treats if you’re good.
They said “Tell the truth”
“Shut the door”, “Check the oil”,
“Keep your eye on the ball”
“And always be loyal”
When there were more
Old fashioned Dads in the world,
Men didn’t go around
Trying to be girls
They loved us, protected us
And worked hard each day
They told us dumb jokes
And they hated ballet.
There’s not many left,
They don’t fit in much
With a world full of
Idiots, morons and such
But anyone who had one,
Is thankfully glad
That we got the best kind…
An Old-Fashioned Dad.
Happy Father’s Day.
