My Dad
HE WAS THE BEST FRIEND I EVER HAD
THIS QUIET GENTLE MAN I CALLED MY DAD
HE TOOK GOOD CARE OF MY MOTHER AND ME
SHE WAS CONFINED TO BED, AN INVALID YOU SEE
AFTER WORKING HARD ALL DAY HE WOULD HURRY HOME
HE DID NOT WANT MOM TO BE LEFT ALONE
SHE HAD TO BE BATHED AND FED
IT WAS A VERY BUSY LIFE MY FATHER LED
HE NEVER COMPLAINED OF HIS LOT IN LIFE
BECAUSE HE LOVED HIS INVALID WIFE
WHEN I WAS 13 SHE PASSED AWAY
SHE HAD SUFFERED CONSTANT PAIN EVERY DAY
I BECAME A G.I. BRIDE AS THE YEARS WENT BY
MY DAUGHTER WAS THE APPLE OF MY FATHERS EYE
BUT I HAD TO LEAVE SCOTLAND AND MY DAD BEHIND
KEPT THINKING OF THAT DAY, COULDN'T GET IT OFF MY MIND
AT THE RAILROAD STATION WHERE WE HAD TO SAY GOODBYE
THAT'S WHEN WE BOTH BROKE DOWN AND CRIED
AS THE TRAIN BEGAN TO MOVE I REALIZED THEN
I WOULD NEVER SEE MY FATHER AGAIN
Scotti