Ninety years of Dad. One song about the whole journey.

Verse 1

Nineteen thirty six, a world still black and whiteRonald came in quiet on a cold and rationed nightHe learned to keep the string, and fold the paper flatStill won't throw a rubber band away, and that's just that

Verse 2

Nineteen fifty seven, the rain came down in sheetsHe ducked into a dance hall just to save his feetSwears it wasn't dancing that he had in mindBut he found your mother waiting, and the rain was kind

Chorus

So here's to ninety years, Dad, and all you never saidHere's to quiet mornings and the paper that you readWe never say it often, so let it ring out trueThank you, thank you, Ronald, for everything you do

Verse 3

Three kids round the table, then the numbers grewSeven grandkids calling, and four greats came tooHe knows every birthday, keeps them in his headNo calendar, no card, just the words that Dad has said

Bridge

All those rubber bands saved up in the drawerEvery little thing that mattered, kept for something moreThat's the way you loved us, steady, saving, trueNever made a fuss of it, just quietly came through

Chorus

So here's to ninety years, Dad, and all you never saidHere's to quiet mornings and the paper that you readWe never say it often, so let it ring out trueThank you, thank you, Ronald, for everything you do

Outro

From the rain outside that dance hall to the man you are todayNinety years of loving us in your own quiet waySo blow the candles gently, let the thank you finally throughHappy birthday, Ronald, we love you, we love you