This is quite a quirky little composition about Children and seeing their Dads
in Australia. Written and performed by Trevor Dunen of Essendon, Victoria. Phone
(03) 9375 4004. Don t alter it or change it, it s my composition. Have fun.
Anyone is welcome to record it. Copyright Trevor Dunen, November 2003.
Every now an then I take a journey I look to the horizon and I am drawn
5000 Miles away in the West my sons were born
Sheâs got their birthdays and theyâve got their toys
And in the end I just wanna be with my boys
We did homework and we went places When other kids play I see their faces
I remember the times they arrived Always a Morning, a quick panicked drive
Now their gone and Iâve moved on I tried so hard to get along
But thatâs the way it has to be, Iâm coming back some day youâll see!
Sheâs in the box seat, and sheâs having her fun And in the end I just wanna be with my sons
I feel whole when I get near Leaving that place is my biggest fear,
But I get a week and I feel OK The worst time for me is Christmas day
Sheâs got their birthdays and theyâve got their toys
And in the end I just wanna be with my boys
The bus is winding through the desert night Twelve more hours til my Melbourne flight
I feel Iâm leaving my soul in Town And I canât cry, if I do Iâll drown
But youâve got hope and in the end, You know those three little men are your best friends!
Copyright November 2003 Trevor Dunen, Essendon Australia
