Together we can make it,
And relive our lives again,
So shake out all the cobwebs,
And clean up that old brain,

And show the world you’re someone,
Then you can take the strain.

Keep on fighting son of mine,
It may just take a while,
But I will always be there,
Trying to make you smile,
But should you have enough of me,
And fed up of my face.

I will then go quietly,
And feel that I’m in disgrace,
But should you need me I’ll be there,
And help you when I can,
Then when you’re standing on your feet,
Ill know then you’re a man