"Dear 'Ol Dad" lyrics

"Dear 'Ol Dad"

Come now, and listen babe
I gotta reason why I behave
Like a child with the light in his eyes
Running naked on a cold winter night
I'm like a pigeon that's spreading its wings
To fly away to better things
Like a hammer that has made a dent
In every little, single cent you've spent

Said, oh God, you've got to help me, a little bit
You've got, you've gotta have a relief file for me, yeah

Now, I know I'm always right
That's a thought that never even crossed my mind
Don't touch me there, I gotta be pure
So smack that hand, and read this verse
So, I wrecked your life, what the heck?
My new found faith will pay that check

This life's took a toll on my soul
This life's took a toll on my soul

So, this is me, and that's my song
And I guess you can see we don't get along
I've shut the doors on what we had
So, now, she can sleep with dear ol' dad
My eyes are dry and my hands are clean
And I can't believe all the things I've seen

Said, oh God, you've got to help me, a little bit
You've got, you've gotta have a relief file for me, yeah
I said, oh my God
I, I
Said, I'm gonna keep the dog


Writer(s): Brad Smith, Glen Graham, Shannon Hoon, Thomas Stevens, Christopher Thorn
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