Liverpool Lullaby Lyrics - Singles - Cilla Black

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 yer dad 

Oh, you have your father's nose 

So crimson in the dark it glows 

If you're not asleep when the boozers close 

You'll get a belt from yer dad 

You look so scruffy lying there 

Strawberry jam tarts in your hair 

In all the world you haven't a care 

And I have got so many 

It's quite a struggle every day 

Livin' on yer father's pay 

The beggar drinks it all away 

And leaves me without any 

Although you have no silver spoon 

Better days are coming soon 

Our Nelly's working at the loom 

And she gets paid on Friday 

Perhaps one day we'll have a splash 

When little woods provide the cash 

We'll get a house in Knotty Ash 

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 yer dad 

Oh you have your father's face 

You're growing up a real hard case 

But there's no one can take your place 

Go fast asleep for your mummy