Son of Ambrose

My name is William, and I'm the son of Ambrose I was born near that cast iron bridge My mother Alice, she taught me to be a kind man So I took it and shared it with my friends I went to war at the age of 21 I came back with my memories and my gun Took care of the family, my brother, too Bare knuckle boxing every day at noon When I came back from war There was something missing there I had a finger, so naked and so bare Where would I ever find, my one true love? If I'm just patient, she'll come from above One day at the neighbors, I caught a flare I fell in love with that Norwegian glare We had a hippy, a cowboy and a scholar Little tomboy and a toddler too In 1947, I did my best Started what you see before you, and I stood the test Well, life ain't always easy, in fact, it's pretty tough I hope you learned a thing or two about how I raised you up 'Cause it's the best damn thing I ever done That was a cold year in 1977 I left you all when I died and gone to heaven Never got to say goodbye Never got to give you hugs Just remember, I love you all so much In 1947, I met my wife Her name is Phyllis and I made her my bride Had a family with five kids Most beautiful damn thing I ever did Oh, in 1947 I met my wife Her name is Phyllis and I made her my bride Had a family with five kids Most beautiful damn thing I ever did Oh, my family, it'll be alright Just hold onto each other through this life Oh, my family, it'll be alright Keep shinning your light