SON OF A REACHER FAN

My old man is a Reacher fan,
He reads the stories each evening, he loves the man.
Once he starts a book he can’t stop reading,
Has it at table when he’s feeding,
Loves it when Reacher’s foes are bleeding,
Often he would say to me
That’s who he’d like to be.

My dad is one who would never hug me,
I’m the son of a Reacher fan.
He never cared but it didn’t bug me,
I’m the son of a Reacher fan.
Yes I am (am) I am (am),
Oh, yes I am.

Dad’s a man who will read till midnight,
Long after I go to bed.
Reacher’s a man who likes a good fight,
That’s what my dad likes, beating up the bad guys,
Reacher is good at beating up the bad guys,
I seem to think they’re both the same size.

My dad is one who will never hug me,
I’m the son of a Reacher fan.
He never cared but it never bugged me,
I’m the son of a Reacher fan.
Yes I am (am) I am (am),
Oh, yes I am.

I’ll always remember
The look he had in his eyes,
Reading stories from morning to night.
Had no time for others,
For me and both my brothers,
Poor ol’ mum she’d had no knowing,
Whether he was coming or going.

My dad was one who would never hug me,
I’m the son of a Reacher fan.
He never cared but it didn’t bug me,
I’m the son of a Reacher fan.
Yes I am (I am) I am (am),
Oh, yes I am.

I am the suffering son of a Reacher fan,
(My dad was one who would never hug me)
I’m the second son of a Reacher fan.
(He never cared but it didn’t bug me)
The poor second son of a Reacher fan.
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