Poppy Day Songtext
von The Hussy's

Tattoos on his forearms
Faded behind the liver spots and gold watchstrap
His son never visits him
Since they fell out years ago
It′s as simple as that

Keeps his good blazer for Poppy day
Umbrella for a gun and his hairs so grey
Lost in a world of his thoughts as he turns away
Wishes that his Grandkids maybe just come for the day
Maybe his son could bury the hatchet
What you say?


His wife had a heart attack
When his horse won the National 3 or 4 years ago
Pretends he doesn't miss her
But he always keeps his pathway clear of the Winter snow

Keeps his good blazer for Poppy day
Umbrella for a gun and his hairs so grey
Lost in a world of his thoughts as he turns away
Wishes that his Grandkids maybe just come for the day
Maybe his son could bury the hatchet
What you say?


Keeps his good blazer for Poppy day
Umbrella for a gun and his hairs so grey
Lost in a world of his thoughts as he turns away
Wishes that his Grandkids maybe just come for the day
Maybe his son could bury the hatchet
What you say?
Maybe his son could bury the hatchet
What you say?
What you say?