Song for a family

See the man in the corner of the tap room

The froth from the beer is on his lip

And the rose-colored, weather skin is glowing

And the domino is at his fingertip

And he prays each night that his family's all right,

and he's got work

See the lollipop lady by the roadside

Some days the kids are so hard to control

But they bring her lots of presents on her birthday

And their little faces make her feel so old

And she prays each night her family’s all right,

and she’s got work

Strange as it may seem we all pray for simple things

Strange to share your dreams,

who knows what the price will bring

Love and health is all till you falter in your steps and fall

We all live on dreams

See the lad on the Saturday terraces

With his collar pulled up around his chin

His side are two goals down and playing lousy

But he still believes his team are gonna win

And he prays each night that his family's all right,

and he's got work