The scrambly boy in the mud
Scoring a goal that wins it
Seeing him when I should
Setting his sense of injustice
Fighting me in his own way
Clashing and sparking a teenager
Making me have my own say
Working to feed his own family
A man of his very own time
Mistaken, bolshy, and brave
The only Dad that was mine
Buying me drinks for the disco
Getting me toys at the shop
Invading the pitch at the rugby
Finding that West Ham top
As his breath ebbed away
And all of his life was done
He loved me and shaped me
For ever I'll be your son
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