Fathers and Sons

While my father drank his beer Talking to God with a table-saw finally playing foreman His one son Became a journeyman My first cigarette Digging a trench For the new patio Hardiplank For the remodel My pops smoked his weed A regular Socrates Not the best teacher Angry and bitter But God damn I built character It took me years To figure out The sweat on my brow Was the way out Fighting for freedom To live on my own terms But damnit dad It's not the fish But the worms That start the days work… Run! (Run!) Run! (Run!) Run! Til the sun Turns violet Laughing Loving Crying! Run! (Run!) Run! (Run!) Run! Til the sun Turns violet Laughing Loving And Crying! Run! (Run!) Run! (Run!) Run! Til the sun Turns violet Laughing Loving Crying! Run! (Run!) Run! (Run!) Run! Til the sun Turns violet Laughing Loving Crying! Strong Silent Lean Hungry Say pops You're lookin skinny… (Hmmmmmm) Sorry to catch you on the go (It's cool…) By the way… Found any gold? (Mmhmmmmmmm) Run! (Run!) Run! (Run!) Run! Til the sun Turns violet Laughing Loving Crying! Run! (Run!) Run! (Run!) Run! Til the sun Turns violet Laughing Loving And Crying! Run! (Run!) Run! (Run!) Run! Til the sun Turns violet Laughing Loving Crying! Run! (Run!) Run! (Run!) Run! Til the sun Turns violet Laughing Loving Crying!