Chuck Auerbach - My Old Man lyrics

I held to his hand, like he held onto mine Like him, I helped friends get more time But his sickness came on, kike a thief and a knife And the man, my old man lost his friend I was always the kid, him my old man 'Til ma called cryin', changed the plans We did what we could, but there's never a chance When the devil wants his turn t' dance So lord if you please, 'cause I don' understand Why y' couldn't reach out, give him a hand An' tell me again, help me, please, understand Why y' couldn't leave me my ol' man He'd worked all his life, never asked for much A meal, a whiskey was enough Raised without love, since he's three Alone, no one but ma and me The last day I saw 'im, last one alive Weathered and spent waitin' t' die But deep in my sons' eyes, I'm sure I see My old man, lookin' back at me So lord if you please, 'cause I don' understand Why y' couldn't reach out, give him a hand An' tell me again, help me, please, understand Why y' couldn't leave me my ol' man