[00:00.000] 作曲 : Walker Hayes/Lori McKenna
[00:05.43]I hated when dad picked up his briefcase
[00:08.27]'Cause that meant that he was leavin'
[00:11.05]But I loved the sound that his keychain made
[00:13.94]When he got home in the evenin'
[00:16.53]I was always sad, mom was always mad
[00:19.27]Most nights he showed up late
[00:21.90]Set his briefcase down like it didn't weigh a pound
[00:24.79]No, I never understood the weight
[00:28.67]But momma always left him a plate
[00:32.80]Eighteen, said I'ma be anythin'
[00:35.69]But just like my old man
[00:38.08]Sellin' houses to all those families
[00:40.81]While his family sat at home missin' him
[00:43.65]Got sick of playin' ball games watchin'
[00:46.34]All the other dads watch their kids
[00:49.23]So I picked up a guitar case 'cause it wasn't square like his
[00:55.89]Now, I sound like him, and I look like him
[00:58.53]And I walk like him, and I talk like him
[01:01.32]And I try to make my wife laugh
[01:03.76]When she's mad 'cause I love my job like him
[01:06.99]Now, I get it dad, it's a jugglin' act
[01:09.48]Between feedin' the kids and feedin' the dreams we chase
[01:17.59]I guess a guitar doesn't fall too far from a briefcase
[01:28.84]Well, momma cleaned, and daddy worked
[01:31.33]And I learned to play the guitar
[01:33.96]On McGregor Court, that's how we coped with all our broken hearts
[01:39.59]I know I held it against him
[01:41.88]Throwin' that baseball against his steps
[01:44.91]But daddy never held it against me
[01:47.45]'Cause I wasn't a father yet, not yet
[01:51.53]Now, I sound like him, and I look like him
[01:54.17]And I walk like him, and I talk like him
[01:57.01]And I try to make my kids laugh
[01:59.39]When they're sad and it's all my fault like him
[02:02.48]Now, I get it dad, it's a jugglin' act
[02:05.12]Between feedin' the kids and feedin' the dreams we chase
[02:13.23]I guess a guitar doesn't fall too far from a briefcase
[02:21.44]It's a blessing and a curse in this case I carry around
[02:26.87]Every time I pick it up, my kids say, "Daddy put it down"
[02:32.49]And I see me in them, and I feel him in me
[02:37.61]Like the cats in the cradle and the apples in the trees
[02:44.13]And I just smile when somebody says
[02:48.56]That I sound like him, and I look like him
[02:51.25]And I walk like him, and I talk like him
[02:53.94]And I run to the father when I hate nothin' at all like him
[02:59.51]Yeah, I get it dad, it's a jugglin' act
[03:02.10]Between feedin' the kids and feedin' the dreams we chase
[03:10.21]I guess a guitar doesn't fall too far from the briefcase