Daddy Did

Well, he was up at five

And out the door 'fore six

With his grey lunch pail

For that ol' factory gig

And you know most folks these days

Don't know what it is to work the way my daddy did

And when the weekend come

There were bikes to fix

And there were baseball games

And ponds to fish

And when life's heartaches brought me rain

Lord no one felt the pain like my daddy did

My daddy did everything he did for just three reasons

So me and mom and brother would never want for nothin' that we needed

Thirty years of overtime guts and grease and grind

To make a house a home to raise us kids

There's heroes and there's saints the world could name

That ain't done half the things my daddy did

Yeah I wrote a song or two

I've even had a few hits

'Cause I learned a few chords off him

And how to finger pick

In fact there's nothin' I do now

That don't lead back somehow to what my daddy did

My daddy did everything he did for just three reasons

So me and mom and brother would never want for nothin' that we needed

Thirty years of overtime of guts and grease and grind

To make a house a home to raise us kids

Yeah there's heroes and there's saints the world could name

That ain't done half the things my daddy did

Yeah there's heroes and there's saints the world could name

That ain't done half the things my daddy did