17. My Pride And Joy
(Heikkilä)

An old folk tale moved to these days. Maybe I have seen too many bad movies. --Jore

A classic with bits of Bohemian Rhapsody, Finnish folk music, Mills & Boon novelettes and Buster Keaton. --Davy

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Dan, my own boy, come sit here by my side
So how was your day, is everything all right?

How were your friends, did they all treat you well?
I see from your eyes there's something you don't tell

Dan, my only boy,
My pride and joy,
Pride and joy

Mama, dear ma, I got into a fight.
I wanted no harm, I didn't use my right!

One of those guys, he called you a mad whore
And said you tell lies - I couldn't take no more

So I hit his head,
I punched his head
- now he's dead

Mama, dear ma, I need to leave this land
Maybe Alaska? There's blood now on my hands

Where shall I go? My dad is dead and gone.
Madrid or Glasgow? I don't know anyone.

Ma, what have I done?
What have I done?
Need to run

Nonsense, my boy, listen to what I say
There is not much joy always running away

Grab that shotgun, and nail the other two
I maybe a nun but I can dig graves, too

Dan, my only boy,
My pride and joy,
Pride and joy