| MY OLD MAN dad would never drive a chevy, had to be a ford miller in hand and he's got it floored momma says bill you'd better slow it down you got kids in the car, stop foolin' around he'd give her a wink, me and bobby would laugh our windows down, westling in the back the radio blasting "summer breeze" destination, tastee freeze my old man, he was one of a kind ran a little wild, but always walked a straight line never met a stranger, never turned from a fight saw both sides of the story, but knew which was right you don't talk religion, politics or war they just don't make 'em like that anymore my old man church on sunday for god and mom the sports page every day to know what was going on asking me and bobby if our homework's done 'cause chores come first, then you can have some fun never compromise your integrity above all else, family with just a look he said so much a firm hand, a loving touch my old man, he was one of a kind ran a little wild, but always walked a straight line never met a stranger, never turned from a fight saw both sides of the story, but knew which was right you don't talk religion, politics or war they just don't make 'em like that anymore my old man © 2015 Kenny Leverett and floyd jane Words and music. All rights reserved. |