My Old Man Songtext
von Chuck Auerbach

I held to his hand like he held on to mine
Like if I held fast he′d get more time
But his sickness come on like a thief in the night
And the man, my old man lost his fight
I was always a kid in my old man
'Til mom come crying and changed the plan
We did what we could but there′s never a chance
When the devil wants a turn to dance
So Lord, if you please 'cause I don't understand
Why you couldn′t reach out and give him a hand
And tell me again, help me please understand
Why you couldn′t leave me my old man


He'd worked all his life, didn′t ask for much
A meal of whiskey was enough
Raised without love since he's three
Alone, no one but mom and me
The last day I saw, last one alive
Withered and spent, waiting to die
But deep in my son′s eyes I'm sure I see
The old man looking right at me
So Lord, if you please ′cause I don't understand
Why you couldn't reach out and give him a hand
And tell me again, help me please understand
Why you couldn′t leave me my old man