I can't help it, I am nervous As I pick up the phone It's Christmas time and I should ring you But what will I say? You're my father, you live in the same town I hardly know you at all You're my father, we live in the same town We speak four times a year I'll go through the motions again I do it for the good of the family Is it only guilt that makes me even call? I do it all for the good of the family Someone asked me where you were born And I did not know You asked me once if I was married Because you did not know I'll go through the motions again I do it for the good of the family Is it only guilt that makes me ring even call? I do it all for the good of the family