The Story Of My Old Man کے بول

I don't know too much about Too much of my old man I know he walked right out the door And we never saw him again Last I heard he was at the bar Doing himself in I know I've got that same disease I guess I got that from him Chorus: This is the story of my old man Just like his father before him I'm telling you do anything you can So you don't end up just like them Like them Monday he woke and hated life Drank until Wednesday and left his wife Thursday through Saturday lost everything Woke up on Sunday miserable again I remember baseball games And working on the car Told me that he loved And that I would go far Showed me how to work hard And stick up for myself I wish it wasn't too hard To listen to himself This is the story of my old man Just like his brother before him I'm telling you do anything you can So you don't end up just like them Like them Monday he woke and hated life Drank until Wednesday and left his wife Thursday through Saturday lost everything Woke up on Sunday miserable again Again Again Someday he'll wish that he made things right Made things right long for his family and Miss his wife Miss his wife Remembered the days he had everything now hes alone and Miserable again