My Old Man

[Verse 1]
My old man is a lonely tree
Sitting on a branch in a lonely sea
When I first met him I thought how
Could he have let my mother down

[Bridge]
But my old man he came to see me
He put his hand in mine and said he loved me
Well I was burned up with ill feeling
But his eyes they said it all
I forgave him for his fall

[Verse 2]
And in the summer he's a summer breeze
Shooting at all his possibilities
He prays to god to fix him up
But he plays with the devil to fill his cup

[Chorus]
My old man is good at singing
He plays the guitar like Carlos Santana should have done
To be a broken man it hurts his feelings
But we are what we have done
Sweet souls setting in the sun

[Verse 3]
My old man is as soft as rain
Humming through the night to forget his pain
It runs through the family from what I hear
But it only draws me near

[Chorus]
My old man is good at singing
He plays the guitar like Carlos Santana should have done
To be a broken man it hurts his feelings
But we are what we have done
Sweet souls setting in the sun