[00:00:00] Soliloquy (神々が恋した幻想郷) - John Raitt/Howard Keel [00:00:09] I wonder what he'll think of me [00:00:13] I guess he'll call me the "old man" [00:00:18] I guess he'll think I can lick [00:00:20] Every other feller's father [00:00:23] Well I can [00:00:28] I bet that he'll turn out to be [00:00:33] The spittin' image of his dad [00:00:37] But he'll have more common sense [00:00:40] Than his puddin-headed father ever had [00:00:45] I'll teach him to wrestle [00:00:47] And dive through a wave [00:00:48] When we go in the mornin's for our swim [00:00:50] His mother can teach him [00:00:52] The way to behave [00:00:53] But she won't make a sissy out o' him [00:00:56] Not him Not my boy Not Bill [00:01:10] My boy Bill [00:01:12] I will see that he is named after me I will [00:01:18] My boy Bill He'll be tall [00:01:21] And tough as a tree will Bill [00:01:25] Like a tree he'll grow [00:01:28] With his head held high [00:01:30] And his feet planted firm on the ground [00:01:34] And you won't see nobody dare to try [00:01:38] To boss or toss him around [00:01:41] No pot-bellied baggy-eyed bully [00:01:45] Will boss him around [00:01:50] I don't give a hang what he does [00:01:52] As long as he does what he likes [00:01:53] He can sit on his tail [00:01:55] Or work on a rail [00:01:56] With a hammer hammering spikes [00:01:59] He can ferry a boat on a river [00:02:00] Or peddle a pack on his back [00:02:02] Or work up and down [00:02:03] The streets of a town [00:02:04] With a whip and a horse and a hack [00:02:06] He can haul a scow along a canal [00:02:09] Run a cow around a corral [00:02:12] Or maybe bark for a carousel [00:02:16] Of course it takes talent to do that well [00:02:24] He might be a champ of the heavyweights [00:02:25] Or a feller that sells you glue [00:02:28] Or President of the United States [00:02:31] That'd be all right too [00:02:35] His mother would like that [00:02:36] But he wouldn't be President if he didn't wanna be [00:02:39] Not Bill [00:02:41] My boy Bill He'll be tall [00:02:44] And as tough as a tree will Bill [00:02:48] Like a tree he'll grow [00:02:51] With his head held high [00:02:52] And his feet planted firm on the ground [00:02:56] And you won't see nobody dare to try [00:03:00] To boss him or toss him around [00:03:03] No fat-bottomed flabby-faced [00:03:06] Pot-bellied baggy-eyed bully [00:03:09] Will boss him around [00:03:15] And I'm hanged if he'll marry his boss' daughter [00:03:18] A skinny-lipped virgin with blood like water [00:03:21] Who'll give him a peck [00:03:23] And call it a kiss [00:03:24] And look in his eyes through a lorgnette [00:03:28] Hey why am I talkin' on like this [00:03:33] My kid ain't even been born yet [00:03:36] I can see him when he's seventeen or so [00:03:42] And startin' to go with a girl [00:03:47] I can give him lots of pointers very sound [00:03:52] On the way to get 'round any girl [00:03:59] I can tell him [00:04:03] Wait a minute [00:04:05] Could it be [00:04:07] What the hell [00:04:09] What if he is a girl [00:04:17] What would I do with her [00:04:19] What could I do for her [00:04:21] A bum with no money [00:04:24] You can have fun with a son [00:04:27] But you gotta be a father to a girl [00:04:36] She mightn't be so bad at that [00:04:40] A kid with ribbons in her hair [00:04:44] A kind o' sweet and petite [00:04:47] Little tin-type of her mother [00:04:49] What a pair [00:05:30] My little girl [00:05:33] Pink and white [00:05:35] As peaches and cream is she [00:05:40] My little girl [00:05:42] Is half again as bright [00:05:46] As girls are meant to be [00:05:51] Dozens of boys pursue her [00:05:56] Many a likely lad does what he can to woo her [00:06:06] From her faithful dad [00:06:12] She has a few [00:06:14] Pink and white young fellers of two or three [00:06:22] But my little girl [00:06:25] Gets hungry every night and she comes home to me [00:06:42] I got to get ready before she comes [00:06:45] I got to make certain that she [00:06:49] Won't be dragged up in slums