It was six in the morning
when I made the county line
There's someone
I've got to talk to
Can't get it off my mind
He is just a kid
and he's in a pretty rough spot
Two dimes to make
a phone call
That's about all I got
How's my boy today
I know it's been three weeks
But you know how
far I've got to go
These days to
make ends meet
How's your mama now
with her new live in friend
Oh how I hate the wounds
that never seem to mend
He said I don't call him daddy
but he takes care of things
When you pick
me up on Friday
Are you gonna
bring me anything
Oh don't worry Dad
you know it don't matter
What we do
'Cause I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
God bless the little hearts
there the ones who really pay
When Mom and Dad can't get
along and they go
Their separate ways
In a way I'm glad
there's someone there
to fill the empty space
Tears of understanding
stream down a dirty face
He said I don't call him daddy
but he takes care of things
When you pick
me up on Friday
Are you gonna
bring me anything
Oh don't worry Dad
you know it don't matter
What we do
'Cause I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
Be like you be like you
He is quite a little man
growin' up as fast as he can
And I don't get to see him
half as much as I had planned
There's so much
I need to tell him
So precious little time
A little rain on the window
little wave goodbye
He said I don't call him daddy
but he takes care of things
When you pick
me up on Friday
Are you gonna
bring me anything
Oh don't worry Dad
you know it don't matter
What we do
'Cause I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
He said I won't call him daddy
but he takes care of things
When you pick
me up on Friday
Are you gonna
bring me anything