I don't know much about, too much of my old man

I know he walked right out the door we never saw him again

Last I heard he was at the bar doing himself in

I know I got that same disease, I guess I got that from him



This is the story of my old man

Just like his father before him

I'm telling you do anything you can

So you don't end up just like them, like them



Monday he woke up and hated life

Drank until Wednesday and left his wife

Thursday thru Saturday lost everything

Woke up on Sunday miserable again



I remember baseball games and working on the car

He told me that he loved me and that I would go far

showed me how to work hard and stick up for myself

I wish he wasn't too hard to listen to himself



This is the story of my old man

Just like his father before him

I'm telling you do anything you can

So you don't end up just like them, like them



Monday he woke up and hated life

Drank until Wednesday and left his wife

Thursday thru Saturday lost everything

Woke up on Sunday miserable again



Again...again...



Someday he'll wish that he made things right (made things right)

Long for his family and miss his wife (miss his wife)

Remember the days he had everything (everything)

Now he's alone and miserable again