Oh you are a mucky kid Dirty as a dustbin lid When he hears the things that you did You ll get a belt from your dad
You really have your old man s nose So crimson, in the dark it glows If you re not asleep when the boozers close You ll get a belt from your dad
You look so scruffy lying there Strawberry jam all through your hair Though in the world you haven t a care And your mummy s got so many
Oh you are a mucky kid Dirty as a dustbin lid When he hears the things that you did You ll get a belt from your dad
Although you have no silver spoon Better days are coming soon Sister s working at the mill And she gets her pay on friday Perhaps one day we ll make a splash If the irish sweeps provides the cash We ll have a house that s oh-so posh And buy your dad a brewery
Oh you are a mucky kid Dirty as a dustbin lid When he hears the things that you did You ll get a belt from your dad
You really have your old man s face You re growing up a real hard case But no one else can take your place Go to sleep for mummy