Oh you are a mucky kid

Dirty as a dustbin lid

When he hears the things that you did

You'll get a belt from your dad



You really have your old man's nose

So crimson, in the dark it glows

If you're not asleep when the boozers close

You'll get a belt from your dad



You look so scruffy lying there

Strawberry jam all through your hair

Though in the world you haven't a care

And your mummy's got so many



Oh you are a mucky kid

Dirty as a dustbin lid

When he hears the things that you did

You'll get a belt from your dad



Although you have no silver spoon

Better days are coming soon

Sister's working at the mill

And she gets her pay on friday

Perhaps one day we'll make a splash

If the irish sweeps provides the cash

We'll have a house that's oh-so posh

And buy your dad a brewery



Oh you are a mucky kid

Dirty as a dustbin lid

When he hears the things that you did

You'll get a belt from your dad



You really have your old man's face

You're growing up a real hard case

But no one else can take your place

Go to sleep for mummy