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Utwór: The Night I Called The Old Man Out

  • wykonawca: Garth Brooks
  • album: In Pieces
  • wyświetleń: 1657

The dining room fell silent
  I can't believe what I just said
  I just told my dad he's full of it
  And I watched his face turn red
  And I should've said, "I'm sorry"
  But I matched him shout for shout
  I can still hear that screen door slammin'
  The night I called him out
  He said, "Son it's gonna hurt me more than it hurts you"
  But somehow I couldn't help but have my doubts
  'Cause I'd seen my own dear brothers crawl back in the house
  Each time they called the old man out
  Fist to fist and eye to eye
  Standin' toe to toe
  He would've let me walk away
  But I just would not let it go
  Years of my frustration
  Had let me to this night
  Now he'll pay for all the times that he's been right
  He said, "Son it's gonna hurt me more than it hurts you"
  But somehow I couldn't help but have my doubts
  'Cause I'd seen my own dear brothers crawl back in the house
  Each time they called the old man out
  It was over in a minute
  That's when I realized
  The blood came from my mouth and nose
  But the tears came from his eyes
  And in memory of that fateful night
  I know the greatest pain was his
  And I just pray some day I'm half the man he is
  He said, "Son it's gonna hurt me more than it hurts you"
  But somehow I couldn't help but have my doubts
  'Cause I'd seen my own dear brothers crawl back in the house
  Each time they called the old man out
  Just like my own dear brothers
  I crawled back in the house
  The night I called the old man out
  

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