From the department of “I read the news today o boy…”

A song I wrote last Sunday.

On this day on Father’s Day in 1975
A boy sat in his daddy’s lap
And then began to cry
Because there was soon to be a rift inside this house
It all went south

Then some years had passed before
The boy moved far away
And then he met the girl who would
No longer lead astray
And then there was a place for him that he could finally call his own
Some how this house became a home

Before I met you I could hardly tie my shoes
Before you came into my life I could never lose the lonely blues
But knowing that you love me there’s no way that I could lose
You are my wife and lover, you are my muse

Fast forward to a time, a couple years from now
And then rewind to find the reason
In the where and what and how
The woman brought the very best out of you
When she said I do

Watch her hold the babies
When the thunder makes them cry
Hear her tell them that she loves them
And you’ll wonder why it took so long
To get here from that day in 1975
Doesn’t it feel good to be alive?

Before I met you I could hardly tie my shoes
Before you came into my life I could never lose the lonely blues
But knowing that you love me there’s no way that I could lose
You are my wife and lover, you are my muse