Getting Somewhere

My father, he's a good man

It took a while to understand that

We all do the best we can with what we can

He might've had too much to drink

I can hear the ice cubes clinking

In the kitchen while he smoked into the window fan

But I never wanted for a word

And I swallowed everything I heard

And I hold it like it's gold

And hear it all again

Keep your hands on the ten and the two

Keep your eye on the ball and follow through

When you fall, get up, there's no such thing as luck

And though I pray you never do

If you get a little lost just say a prayer

And don't spend your whole life getting somewhere

Some people have a hole to fill

They try and try but never will

'Cause they never got the love that we were built to have

But I never had a day go by

He didn't look me in the eye

Said, "I love you

I'm proud of you and I always will"

And keep your hands on the ten and the two

Keep your eye on the ball and follow through

When you fall, get up, there's no such thing as luck

And though I pray you never do

If you get a little lost just say a prayer

And don't spend your whole life getting somewhere

He'd say, "On a scale from one to ten

How's your heart and how you been?"

He still gets around to askin' every now and then

Keep your hands on the ten and the two

Keep your eye on the ball and follow through

When you fall, get up, there's no such thing as luck

And though I pray you never do

When you get a little lost just say a prayer

And don't spend your whole life getting somewhere

Oh, no, no

Yeah, just getting somewhere