my daddy he were just a boy when he walked outta school his mammy said there d soon be one more hungry mouth to fill he said the learnin and the schoolin wurnae bad for them that could tho i can read write my bloody name sign it where i should and he said if i had my time again i know i d be a learned man an artisan in high demand a doctor or a teacher as sure as guns are made of iron i were born a working man i d live die right where i stand if i d my time again he went wide eyed down tae johnny brown he were a big lad for his years and there he worked so long if he ever cried there d be iron ore in his tears he d tumble in of a friday night a haddie for yer tea and he d sing to me their dirty songs diddle me on his knee and he d sing if i had my time again i know i d be a rovin man i d rove away to far japan to court the emperors daughter as sure as guns are made of iron i were born a working man i d live die right where i stand if i d my time again with his mates he d belt the plates on fleets of shining awe to carry all the well to do to golden foreign shores they all coughed themselves to an early grave half filled with bloody rain as the people sang the long black limousine we all sing if i had my time again i know i d be a fightin man in far malay or vietnam tho i am more a lover as sure as guns are made of iron i were born a working man i d live die right where i stand if i d my time again  my time again if i had my time again i know i d be a learned man an artisan in high demand a doctor or a teacher as sure as guns are made of iron i were born a working man i d live die right where i stand if i d my time again if i had my time again i know i d be a fightin man in far malay or vietnam tho i am more a lover as sure as guns are made of iron i were born a working man i d live die right where i stand if i d my time again my time again1
['celtic punk']