Elvis Costello And The Imposters My Three Sons Lyrics

My Three Sons Lyrics

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