Even Though

I guess I still write songs and play guitar in hopes that I'd Make my daddy proud He's been gone a long long time but you know I wish he was still around I'd love to play along with him again And show him all the licks I've learned I've been through his old songbooks And I didn't leave a page unturned I'd sit and pick a G run while he strummed Along with a heavy right hand Maybe I'd have him come out to a show And even sit in with the band I can almost hear our voices as they joined In that old church harmony And I'd ask him to say a prayer for Everything I do that's harmin' me Even though he had to die For me to be the man that I've become I'd give anything to hear him sing again Don't take your guns to town, son I cried when Mr. Hall told his dad he'd call And promised him he'd write Sometimes an old song can feel too real When it hits you just right I ain't been home for much of nothing now In seven years or more And I'd get out of my head if I could Find the will to just kick down the door Even though he's gone I thank the Lord That he played a good role But I'd do anything to sing with him again What would you give in exchange for your soul What would you give In exchange What would you give In exchange What would you give in exchange for your soul? For if today God should call you away What would you give In exchange for your soul?