DAD'S NO COWARD
by
Monty Wells

When an old Kentish fisherman
Thought he'd had his day
He retired and he sold his boat
The handsome sloop 'Medway'

The man who bought it was Pierre
Who was quite a business man
To use it to give tourists trips
Was this Frenchman's plan

In demand by English tourists
Out on the Cote D' Azur
Pierre was superstitious
Like most sailors to be sure

So to bring him luck and also
To keep away the rats
He always took on every trip
Three great big, fat, black cats

Pierre's young son, Pierre mark two
Who also loved the sea
Was not allowed to go on trips
'Cos the lad was only three.

He used to cry and say to Dad
"Why can't I come with you ?
I love the Medway. I love the cats
I quite like the English too !"

Pa took his lad upon his knee
And dried up all his tears
And said "Don't worry. You can come
In another fourteen years.

So 'til that time just stay with Mum
Though I know it's not much fun
Only Dad, Mogs and Englishmen
Go out in the Medway son.