Big Daddy

 Big daddy, Big daddy

It's no use you lookin' down

Big Daddy, Big Daddy

Now you gotta stand up and be brown

You Gotta be a man

Just like your father was

Big Daddy you got the big hair

Big Daddy Big Fuzz

Big Daddy's got the brown sauce

To go with his ham and eggs

And if you wanna mess with us

You know Big Daddy'll break your legs

If there is one thing that a son can do

It's to make his Daddy proud

That he was lookin at you

That you can say it out loud

Big Daddy on the bus

Big Daddy in the tank

Big Daddy is big enough

For both of us to thank

Him for being my father

Through the thick and thin

Sometimes closer, sometimes farther

Well if he was running, he was running to win

I guess I learnt a lot from him about how to be a man

But he never really taught me anything except to have a plan

Just to get going somewhere, do something, anything at all

And don't stand around collecting raindrops

Leaning up against a farmer's wall

Some days I thought he was the president

Other days I confused him with God

Many times I thought him irrelevant 

Until I realized it was in his footprints I trod

And It was hard to get out of his shadow

But Big Daddy, come on and shake your bottle

Sometimes it's been like living under a large Oak tree

And I was an acorn, then a sapling

And I never know if I got free

Big Daddy on the Big top

Big Daddy on the bridge

Big Daddy it never stops

Just put the bottle in the fridge

Just leave it in the cupboard

Oh stop and make you think

If Judas never done no wrong

How would we we ever drink

The blood of Christ, how could we

Even be looking to his cross

Oh Big Daddy, what do you think of your son

Now Big Daddy who's the boss?