Touchline

Capo: 4th fret Intro G C G D G [Verse 1] G There he'd stand C Every Saturday afternoon Em D Rain pouring down that well worn face G With a cigarette in his mouth C Part of a tiny noisy crowd G D G He’d watch his sons play the game he loved G He would tell us lots of stories C Of heroes and glories Em D And the pride of the Wembley Wizards on Busby Babe G His enthusiasm was infectious C He bought us football boots for Christmas G D G Our dad was a Scotsman and a plumber by trade G C I remember one time being three down at halftime Em D So, we looked at dad for a plan to turn the tide G Hе said, "Son we're not herе to have fun" C That whinger's trying to welch me a muck G D G Tackle him hard, and leave him face down in the mud [Refrain] Em G C On the touchline Em G C Am D On the touchline, our dad [Verse 2] G C A sturdy man of Caledonia and principles Em D But of course, we all believed him to be invincible G A father with a heart on the line C But as time went by those old legs grew tired G D G So we braced ourselves for the inevitable G C One sunny afternoon, the final whistle blew Em D My two brothers and I took him to his grave G C As a long piper played that beautiful amazing grace G D G Our touchline dad had died [Verse 3] G C Now the funeral wasn’t sad, but a humorous affair Em Our dear old mom, God bless her D Suffered memory loss G C She said to my sister, "Where on Earth is your father?" G D G Sister Mary said, "Mom, he's at the front there in that box" [Refrain] Em G C On the touchline, our dad Em G C Am D On the touchline, our dad [Verse 4] G C Now it's my turn to stand on the side in the rain Em D And watch my boys play the beautiful game And sometimes, sometimes G I look up to the clouds and I say C "Dad I hope you're looking down" G D 'Cause if it wasn't for you G All this might not have been [Refrain] Em G C On the touchline, our dad Em G C Am D On the touchline, our dad