song for my father Lyrics

He was born in nineteen thirty eight

He lived in a house down watergate

His father fought in the second world war

His mother kept the family safe and warm

Shotgun weddin in sixty one

By sixty nine it was done

She left him in so much debt with four young mouths to feed

He held his head up he rolled up his sleeves

One more conversation before you reach the sky

One more conversation, it hurts to say goodbye

One more conversation before this night is through

One more conversation im saying goodbye to you

He died in nineteen ninty three

Laid in the hospital; for a week

First three days in, i didnt leave your side

I couldnt believe, i watched you die