Something to Remember
(words and music by Allan Dawson

Mama it seems such a long time now since you woke me up every morning.
Getting up to find my clothes put out was something I took for granted.
You'd always put me right when I'd done wrong, you brought me up to make me wise.
And still some times I'd fool around and bring tears to your eyes.
But I was only loving you,

Mama don't wait up for me tonight, I'm a long way down the line.
Mama don't forget that I'll be alright and I think of you all the time.

Daddy outta me a real man you made, I know where to tread when life gets nasty.
Like father, like son I know the tricks of the trade and I don't let opportunities pass me.
Carefully I'd watch you as you'd cut up to size, the wood to make a desk for you to work at night. And sure as hell you taught me how to improvise, I could pull apart my car with my pen knife.
And put it back together too!

Daddy don't worry 'bout me & my cheque book, I'll pay it all back in time.
And don't you worry 'bout the way I look because inside you know I'm feeling fine.

I'll live on my own life. And though I miss being young and I miss being home.
It's something to remember.
I'll shake the hands of time. And make the most of my life but my childhood days,
Are something I'll remember always.

Sister how was school today? Oh I know I remember the feeling!
Mum & Dad must've thought they'd be in for quieter days, but now I'm gone it's your stereo screaming!
Work hard play hard that's where I went wrong, I laugh so hard I'm always outta cash.
Sorry I can't tell you when I'll be coming home, speak to you later I gotta dash. |
Yeah I'll be missing you too.

Hey little Sister I envy you, I never had no-one to listen to me whine.
But someday I'll be making my fortune, you'll be seeing me all the time.

I'll live on my own life. And though I miss being young and I miss being home,
It's something to remember.
I'll shake the hands of time. And make the most of my life but my childhood days,
Are something I'll remember always.

Family life never brought me down but I still wasn't satisfied,
All you ever gave me was happiness but I had dreams in my eyes.
Living in the same old one-street town all my life was enough,
To make me want to move on and be a man of the world.

I'll live on my own life. And though I miss being young and I miss being home.
It's something to remember.
I'll shake the hands of time. And make the most of my life but my childhood days,
Are something I'll remember always.

Laundry work, gaffer tape & loving you, real life ain't so at ease.
Phone calls, washing up & missing you, being a kid was a breeze.