Gary Chapman - Daddy Cut My Hair lyrics

Daddy cut my hair, didn't care for style He'd just snip and snip and sweep it in a pile I could not keep still, but he would understand Some things are just known between a boy and a man Right there in the middle of our kitchen's cluttered floor In the middle of the fifties in between a couple wars He'd get out his old scorched shirt and wrap it round my neck And he would be so close to me, I'd smell the coffee on his breath He would be so close to me We had a fallin' out, I don't remember why But every time I think on it, there's water in my eyes We said some awful things, he ordered me to leave For years, my sister wrote about how hard my mother grieved Second tour of duty, when the thrill had long been gone I started giving haircuts to my buddies there in Nam The wire came on Friday, I was cutting Jo Jo's hair We buried Mom on Wednesday, Dad was happy I was there We buried Mom on Wednesday He never did remarry, traveled quite a bit As a father still some distance, but as a Grandpa, quite a hit The stroke was unexpected, there is so much to relearn He gets around with just a cane, but his speech has not returned Now I cut Daddy's hair, he still don't care for style I snip and snip the memories and I sweep them in a pile I don't say a word, he smiles when I'm done Some things are just known between a father and his son Right there in the middle of our kitchen's cluttered floor In my middle forties, I feel the ache once more For all the years, our anger kept us far apart Thank God that there's forgiveness to mend a broken heart Thank God that there's forgiveness