Father's Day

I haven't always been a single man And I haven't always lived up here Along with all these other single men With a ring around the bath and a cigarette butt in my beer And I haven't always been a lonely man And I haven't always lived alone And you know I haven't always drunk this much But, hey before you cut me down Just try standing in my shoes 'Cause I don't have to hear one word of this, no On any other day I might care what you say But every Saturday is Father's Day And you might call it "sad" You might call me "mad" But I've got one who calls me "Dad" And all the other blokes who live up here Know how to leave a man alone They're not a bad ol' bunch who live up here Ah, but you know that it's not family, it's not home What of the darling wife that once I had? Well I'm pleased to say that she still talks to me But I try not to think of what went wrong (What went wrong?) 'Cause if I state that I was right She might say that she was right And the only rights I care about are visiting rights, yeah On any other day I might care what you say But every Saturday is Father's Day You might call it "sad" You might call me "mad" But I've got a one who calls me "Dad" We go where he wants to go We do what he wants to do I tell him everything I know 'Cause I'd do anything to prove Yeah, I'd do anything to prove That every Saturday I will do just what he says 'Cause every single Saturday is Father's Day And you might call it "sad" You might call me "mad" But it don't feel so bad, when he calls me You might call it "sad" You might call me "mad" But it don't feel half bad, when he calls me You might call it "sad" You might call me "mad" But God I feel so great, when he calls me "Dad" Yeah, he calls me "Dad" I haven't always been a single man