My Old Man Said
I come from nowhere
Gonna die there too
My old man said
There ain't nothing you can do
This game is all rigged
The cards are all stacked
A poor man's always got
A rich man's foot on his back
My old man said son, listen to me please
Don't let them do to you what they did to me
I remember flat cornfields
In my home town Illinois
Playing catch with my old man
I was just a little boy
He yelled bear down son
Strapped on his catcher's mitt
Now, he slapped me on the back
When I got my first base hit
My old man said son, listen to me please
Don't let them do to you what they did to me
Friday night we're playing
Down at old Danville high
My old man stands there freezing
On the 45 yard line
He yells bear down son
The game is on the line
I caught that ball in a dream
He hugged me on the sideline
My old man said son, listen to me please
Don't let them do to you what they did to me
My old man never told told me
Lost his job at the plant
He felt so ashamed
He couldn't work like a man
He mailed me 50 bucks
When I was down on my luck
He used to hold me tight
When prairie lightning struck
My old man said son, listen to me please
Don't let them do to you what they did to me
