Post by jacksonvillekid on Nov 27, 2007 12:42:59 GMT -5
Hard lessons
When I was a young boy, no older than three or maybe four.
I remember seeing my daddys back as he walked out the door.
I thought that I'd done something, to make him want to leave.
I know it was the first time, I'd ever seen my mama greive.
It took awhile for me to see, sometimes people grow apart.
I know it was the first time, Id ever had a broken heart.
So this must be the very first, hard lesson that I learned.
And in the book of life, it's just another page I've turned.
Oh Lord if you could somehow, help me make it through.
Then after the last chapter, I'll come on home to you.
Mama brought up six of us, and she had to do it all alone.
We never had much money, but we learned how love was grown.
Even though we gave her hell, she was always there for us.
She said we were good at heart, and we had earned her trust.
Fifty years of hard work and pain, finally put my mama down.
I swear I saw a little smile, when they laid her in the ground.
This must have been the second, hard lesson that I've learned.
And in the book of life, it's just another page I've turned.
Oh Lord if you could somehow, help me make it through.
Then after the last chapter, I'll come on home to you.
Many years of drugs and alcohol, almost stole my pride.
But I got clean in prison, while I was locked away inside.
Driving under the influence, thank my God I killed no one.
It's too late now to make up, for the crazy things I've done.
The doctors office called me, bright and early monday morning.
It seems I should have listened, to the surgeon generals warning.
This must be the third, and hardest lesson that I've learned.
And in the book of life, there's no more pages to be turned.
Oh Lord I see you've somehow, helped me make it through.
Now you've written the last chapter, and I'm coming home to you.
I remember seeing my daddys back as he walked out the door.
I thought that I'd done something, to make him want to leave.
I know it was the first time, I'd ever seen my mama greive.
It took awhile for me to see, sometimes people grow apart.
I know it was the first time, Id ever had a broken heart.
So this must be the very first, hard lesson that I learned.
And in the book of life, it's just another page I've turned.
Oh Lord if you could somehow, help me make it through.
Then after the last chapter, I'll come on home to you.
Mama brought up six of us, and she had to do it all alone.
We never had much money, but we learned how love was grown.
Even though we gave her hell, she was always there for us.
She said we were good at heart, and we had earned her trust.
Fifty years of hard work and pain, finally put my mama down.
I swear I saw a little smile, when they laid her in the ground.
This must have been the second, hard lesson that I've learned.
And in the book of life, it's just another page I've turned.
Oh Lord if you could somehow, help me make it through.
Then after the last chapter, I'll come on home to you.
Many years of drugs and alcohol, almost stole my pride.
But I got clean in prison, while I was locked away inside.
Driving under the influence, thank my God I killed no one.
It's too late now to make up, for the crazy things I've done.
The doctors office called me, bright and early monday morning.
It seems I should have listened, to the surgeon generals warning.
This must be the third, and hardest lesson that I've learned.
And in the book of life, there's no more pages to be turned.
Oh Lord I see you've somehow, helped me make it through.
Now you've written the last chapter, and I'm coming home to you.