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My Old Man

from My Father Told Me by Francy Devine

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Ewan MacColl, Harmony Music

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My old man was a good old man
Skilled in the moulding trade
In the stinking heat of the iron foundry
My old man was made
Down on his knees in the moulding sand
He wore his trade like a company brand
He was one of the cyclops’ smoky band
Yes, that was my old man

My old man wasn’t really old
It was just that I was young
Anybody over twelve years old
Was halfway to the tomb
He was loyal to his workmates all his life
Gave his pay packet to his wife
Had a few jars on a Saturday night
Yes, that was my old man

My old man was a union man
Fought hard all his days
He understood the system
And was wise to the boss’s ways
He said if you want what’s yours by right
You’ve to struggle with all your might
They’ll rob you blind if you don’t fight
Yes, that was my old man

My old man was a proud old man
At home on the foundry floor
Until the day they paid him off
And showed him to the door
They gave him his cards, said, things are slack
We’ve got a machine that has learned the knack
Of doing your job, so don’t come back
The end of my old man

My old man he was fifty-one
What was he to do?
A craftsman moulder on the dole
In nineteen thirty-two
He felt he’d given all he could give
So he did what a thousand others did
Abandoned hope, the will to live
They killed him, my old man

My old man he is now dead and gone
And I am your old man
And my advice to you, my son
Is to fight back while you can
Look out for the man with the silicon chip
Take a hold of your job with a good firm grip
Cos if you don’t you’ll have had your chips
Just like my old man

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from My Father Told Me, released November 27, 2014
Steve Byrne - Spanish guitar, harmonica

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