Father’s job

Verse

I fell in with the wrong crowd

Broke in a neighbor’s house.

When the police brought me back home

I shot off my mouth.

He gave me the back of his hand

But he made it go away;

Grounded me from the first of March

Till the last day of May.

Chorus

He could be a tough one

Whenever he’d had enough.

Nothing was any harder

Than my father’s love.

No nothings any tougher

Than a father’s job.

Verse

He’d go to all my ball games

Even when I sat the bench.

By seventeen I hated him

Thought he was the Grinch.

He had rules for this, rules for that

Too damn many chores to do.

I even told him to his face

I’ll never be like you.

Chorus

He could be a tough one

Whenever he’d had enough.

Nothing was any harder

Than my father’s love.

No nothings any tougher

Than a father’s job.

Bridge

Got a smart mouth kid of my own

Just like my father’s son

And I’ll bet he’s thinking to himself

Nothings tougher than my father’s Job.

Verse

I fell in with the wrong crowd

Broke in a neighbor’s house.

When the police brought me back home

I shot off my mouth.

He gave me the back of his hand

But he made it go away;

Grounded me from the first of March

Till the last day of May.

Chorus

He could be a tough one

Whenever he’d had enough.

Nothing was any harder

Than my father’s love.

No nothings any tougher

Than a father’s job.