If you ever feel you’d rather talk it over with your father
I’m here
If you ever need that fiver, a chauffeur for a driver
I’m here
If you ever feel like thinking aloud when choice is shrinking
And you’d like to talk whilst drinking a beer
I’ll buy the pints and I’ll listen
I’m here
If you need a cook-a-luncher, a rustle-up-a-bruncher
I’m here
If you need someone to hold on when you’ve been knocked down and rolled on
I’m here
If you’ve ever been so lied to by someone your love was tied to
I can tell you that I’ve cried too, King Lear
But I promise I won’t joke, I won’t jeer
I’m here
Yes I’m here because that’s all I can be
I’ve raised you and I’ve praised you, now you’re free
And my days go by so fast, I’ve less future and more past
And there’ll come that day at last I’ll disappear
There’ll come that day at last I won’t be here
So if you ever need a shoulder when your warm world’s getting colder
I’m here
If you ever need an old man to talk sport with your new man
I’m here
If you ever feel like some days your life is rainy Sundays
And you only think of Mondays with fear
Three sixty five days a year
I’m here
And if you ever feel that maybe you’d like to leave the baby
I’m here
If you need the family story, the mad, the bad, the gory
I’m here
If you need the why and wherefore, the this, the that, the therefore
If you need someone to care for and be near
If there’s no one else around
I’m here