My Three Sons
Elvis Costello Lyrics


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Day is dawning
Almost sounded like a warning
Wind was rushing through the trees almost falling
I never thought that I'd become
The proud father of my three sons

Years of fragment
Between the shame and the sentiment
For all the years that I might have been absent
I can't do what can't be undone
Oh no, my three songs

I love you more than I can say
What I give to one, the other cannot take away
I bless the day you came to be
With everything that is left to me
Here's your pillow
Go to sleep and I will follow
May you never have anymore sorrows
That's not something that you can count upon
Still I want it for my three sons
My, my, my three sons

Deep in the night I turn cold and sick
But I only curse arithmetic
I bless the day that you came to be
With everything that is left to me

Day is closing
Old men and infants are dosing
That's the kind of life I've chosen
To see what I've become




The humble father of my three sons
The humbled father of my three sons

Overall Meaning

The song "My Three Sons" by Elvis Costello & The Imposters may be interpreted in a variety of ways, but one of the most obvious themes is fatherhood. The singer describes himself as the "proud" and "humble" father of his three sons, and he is reflecting on his feelings about this role. He seems to be filled with conflicting emotions, including shame, sentimentality, love, and fear.


In the first verse, the singer describes a moment when he realizes the enormity of his responsibility as a parent. He hears the wind rushing through the trees and feels as though it is a warning of some kind. This may be a metaphor for the way that life changes when you become a parent, as you suddenly become responsible for the lives of other human beings. The singer may be feeling overwhelmed by this realization, but he also seems to feel a sense of pride in being a father.


The second verse deals with the emotions that the singer has experienced over the years as a father. He acknowledges that he has been absent at times, and that he cannot undo the things that he may have done wrong. However, he also expresses his love for his sons and his desire for them to be happy and free from sorrow. The line "I bless the day you came to be" suggests that the singer is grateful for his sons and their presence in his life, despite the challenges that come with being a parent.


Overall, "My Three Sons" captures the complicated feelings that many parents have about raising children. It is a song that speaks to both the joys and the difficulties of parenthood, and it does so in a way that is both tender and honest.


Line by Line Meaning

Day is dawning
The day is starting


Almost sounded like a warning
The start of the day almost feels like a warning of something bad coming


Wind was rushing through the trees almost falling
There was a strong wind blowing the leaves almost falling off the trees


I never thought that I'd become
I never expected to become


The proud father of my three sons
The father of my three sons, who I am proud of being


Years of fragment
Years of brokenness


Between the shame and the sentiment
Feeling both shame and sentiment towards something


For all the years that I might have been absent
For all the years that I was not there


I can't do what can't be undone
I can't change what has already happened


Oh no, my three songs
Oh no, my three sons


I love you more than I can say
I love you so much that words cannot express


What I give to one, the other cannot take away
What I give to one son, the other cannot take away from him


I bless the day you came to be
I am thankful for the day you were born


With everything that is left to me
With all that I have left to give


Here's your pillow
Here is your pillow


Go to sleep and I will follow
Go to sleep and I will join you soon


May you never have anymore sorrows
I hope you never have to experience sadness again


That's not something that you can count upon
Sadly, you cannot always avoid sadness


Still I want it for my three sons
Nevertheless, I still hope for happiness for my three sons


My, my, my three sons
My beloved three sons


Deep in the night I turn cold and sick
During the night I feel sad and overwhelmed


But I only curse arithmetic
But I only blame the numbers


Day is closing
The day is ending


Old men and infants are dosing
Old men and infants are sleeping


That's the kind of life I've chosen
That's the kind of life I have decided to live


To see what I've become
To reflect upon what I have become


The humble father of my three sons
The father of my three sons, who I am humbly grateful to be


The humbled father of my three sons
The father of my three sons, who I am humbly grateful to be




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ELVIS COSTELLO

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