Billy (spoken): D'you not remember about grandad like?

Gran: (spoken): Course I do, Billy.

Billy: (spoken): What was he like, like?

Gran: (spoken):  He was a complete Bastard.

Gran: (sung): I hated the sod, for thirty three year -
we should never have married, of that I'm quite clear!
He spent the housekeeping money on whiskey and beer,
And never lifted a finger.

Times were hard, but the swine rolled back pissed,
We'd fight, and he'd swing - and he rarely missed.
So I'd clobber the sod when he couldn't resist,
Asleep you can't lift a finger.

But we'd go dancing, and he'd hold me tight,
He was air, he was water, he was breath, he was light.
and he'd hold me there with all his might.
It was bliss for an hour or so,
But then they called time to go,
And in the morning we were sober.

O he'd drink, and he'd talk just like a fool,
Lie like a bairn and snore like a mule,
Rarely was sober, pretty much was the rule.
And he never lifted a finger.

I suppose times were hard, things were different then,
Women were women and men they were men.
Seventeen, that was it, your life ended with a ring around your finger.

But we'd go dancing, he was my own Brando,
and for a moment there, my heart was a-glow,
We had dust in our hair and nowhere to go,
But we were free for an hour or three,
from the people we had to be - but in the morning we were sober.

But if I went through my time again,
Oh I'd do it without the help of men,
Or at least your granddad,
But then again, best not to linger.

What is the use of dreaming now?
I had my chance, well anyhow,
If i'd only known then what I know now,
I'd have given them all the finger.

And gone dancing, and not give a s**t,
and spin around and reel and love each bit,
And I'd dance alone, and enjoy it,
and I'd be me for an entire life,
Instead of somebody's wife,
And I never would be sober ...
And I never would be sober.

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