Dear Dad Songtext

Chris Dye

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Dear Dad Songtext
Father,
It's a love of sorts
I cannot forget, but maybe I can forgive
Father,
I cannot put things right
With a green mini made of flowers

Father,
I dreamed you were Captain Hook
I was afraid of the rifle you kept by the bed
Father,
I must confess
I could count on a millipede's legs the times I wished you dead

Father, if I was a man in your circumstance
Would I have married her at all?
Father, Give it all up just to play the guitar
Could I have been the son you wanted?
If you had held on to a hand you weren't ready to play

Father, I wanted to punish you
Because you hurt other people to let out the pain
Father, I had to protect myself
I dealt with you yesterday at work in a more constructive way

Father, I'm glad that you got my Christmas card
Thanks for the letter that you sent
Father, I'm sorry that I was too late
You could have been the Dad we both wanted
If I had put down a hand I wasn't ready to play

And in the end, hugging a tree
Just like James's prophecy
You put your foot down with a full tank of Cider
And an exhaust pipe straw

Father, if I was a man in your circumstance
Would I have married her at all?
Father, Give it all up just to play the guitar
Could I have been the son you wanted?
If you had held on to a hand you weren't ready to play

Father, I'll do what you wish you'd done back then
Then nothing was wasted at all
Father, Let's play Green Onions and I'll sing you a song
Thanks for the apology in my bank account
We'll see if we can work something out

Father, I can smell the sky
And the world seems a little younger today
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