Father

He loved the good drink and conversation Or story about his rich lived life Smoked 40 a day, trucking was life When we ride by his side He loved the hard work with a passion And the long drive throughout the night Seeing the world, flying like a bird And we've been waiting most of our lives To get him home, to get him home I got the call on my birthday "Sorry, son, I have to say Your daddy's gone, I won't make it back Daddy's gone, I can't make it back I hope you spend your days as best you can All my love to you from your old man Daddy's gone, I won't make it back to you To you" He loved my mama 'til his final breath But loved the wine and road even more, I bet Years went by before I saw him again As I grew up, I started to understand That heroes fade and new one comes But I know where I belong My love for him will always stay strong, I know I got the call on my daughter's day "Sorry, son, I'm too far away Daddy's gone, I won't make it back Daddy's gone, I won't make it back I hope you spend your days as best you can All my love you heard from your old man So daddy's gone and he ain't coming back to you To you" I like to think that the man I knew Has finally found his peace I like to think that the man I knew Is looking down on me, sometimes I got the call just the other day With a strange sad voice, she had to say "Your daddy's gone and he ain't coming back Your daddy's gone and he ain't coming back I hope he left this world with a big old smile Felt our love as he closed his eyes Daddy's gone, and he ain't coming back to me To me, oh-oh" (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh)