The Day I Saw My Daddy Cry - 10/08/18 02:42 PM
Hello all. I am sorry that I haven't been online for a while, I have been battling some health issues. Everything has fallen by the wayside. I have half a dozen songs halfway finished, and close to a dozen paintings at various stages. I just haven't felt up to it. I have one song that I have had in the final stages, so I thought I put it up as is. I can always change things later on. This one was a special song for me, and has been in and out of my mind for years. I guess that is why I still don't consider it finished. Hope you like it.
It is the story of a young boy insecure in his fathers love.
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The Day I Saw My Daddy Cry
My daddy was a hard man. He lived his life just like a war
Every day was a battle. Every year was nineteen forty four
I knew he had his troubles, but he always kept them bottled up inside.
When I think about him now, I think about the time my daddy cried
I turned thirteen in December of nineteen sixty one, the year that Jesus came into my life.
I was filled up on the spirit of Jesus Christ our Lord
then came the time that I would be baptized
I still recall the feelings that came washing over me
though I don't recall exactly when or where
So I bowed my head closed my eyes and I prayed
that my daddy would be there
chorus
Old memories of yesterday,
roaming through the backroads in my mind
rising up before me, reaching out across the sands of time
he never said he loved me,
though I guess I knew it way down deep inside
but the day I knew for sure, was the day I saw my daddy cry
I was standing waist deep in the water
when I saw the church house door burst open wide
and you could have heard a pin drop
when my daddy stepped inside
when he slipped into the front pew
I thought for sure my heart would burst with pride
then just before I went under, I saw the tears
that filled my daddy's eyes
repeat chorus
It is the story of a young boy insecure in his fathers love.
[Link no longer valid]
The Day I Saw My Daddy Cry
My daddy was a hard man. He lived his life just like a war
Every day was a battle. Every year was nineteen forty four
I knew he had his troubles, but he always kept them bottled up inside.
When I think about him now, I think about the time my daddy cried
I turned thirteen in December of nineteen sixty one, the year that Jesus came into my life.
I was filled up on the spirit of Jesus Christ our Lord
then came the time that I would be baptized
I still recall the feelings that came washing over me
though I don't recall exactly when or where
So I bowed my head closed my eyes and I prayed
that my daddy would be there
chorus
Old memories of yesterday,
roaming through the backroads in my mind
rising up before me, reaching out across the sands of time
he never said he loved me,
though I guess I knew it way down deep inside
but the day I knew for sure, was the day I saw my daddy cry
I was standing waist deep in the water
when I saw the church house door burst open wide
and you could have heard a pin drop
when my daddy stepped inside
when he slipped into the front pew
I thought for sure my heart would burst with pride
then just before I went under, I saw the tears
that filled my daddy's eyes
repeat chorus