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My three sons

par Elvis Costello

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Day is dawning
Almost sounded like a warning
Wind was rushing through the trees almost roaring
I never thought that I´d become
The proud father of
My three sons

Here´s a fragment
Between the shame and the sentiment
For all the years that I might have been absent
I can´t do what can´t be undone
Oh no, my three sons

I love you more than I can say
What I give to one
The other cannot take away
I bless the day you came to be
With everything that is left to me

Here´s your pillow
Go to sleep and I will follow
May you never have any more sorrows
That´s not something you can count upon
Still I want it for my three sons
My my
My three sons

Deep in the night I turn cold and sick
But I only curse arithmetic
I bless the day that you came to be
With everything that is left to me

Day is closing
Old men and infants are dozing
That´s the kind of life I´ve chosen
Just see what I´ve become
The humble father of my three sons
The humbled father of my three sons
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