Karaoké Homecoming Tom T. Hall

I guess I should've written Dad to let you know that I was comin' home

I've been gone so many years

I didn't realize you had a phone

I saw your cattle comin' in

Boy they're lookin' mighty fat and slick

I saw Fred at the service station

Told me that his wife was awfully sick

You heard my record on the radio

Oh well it's just another song

But I've got a hit recorded and it'll be out on the market 'fore too long

I got this ring in Mexico and no didn't cost me quite a bunch

When you're in the business that I'm in the people call it

Puttin' up a front

I know I've lost a little weight and I guess I am lookin' kind of pale

If you didn't know me better Dad you'd think that I'd just gotten out of jail

No we don't ever call them beer joints

Night clubs are the places where I work

You meet a lot of people there but no there ain't no chance of gettin' hurt

I'm sorry that I couldn't be here with you all when Mama passed away

I was on the road and when they came and told me it was just too late

I drove by the grave to see her

Boy that really is a pretty stone

I'm glad that Fred and Jan are here

It's better than you bein' here alone

Well I knew you was gonna ask me who the lady is that's sleepin' in the car

That's just a girl who works for me and man she plays a pretty mean guitar

We worked in San Antone last night

She didn't even have the time to dress

She drove me down from Nashville and to tell the truth

I guess she needs the rest

Well Dad I gotta go

We got a dance to work in Cartersville tonight

Let me take your number down

I'll call you and I promise you

I'll write

Now you be good and don't be chasin' all those pretty women that you know

And by the way if you see Barbara Walker tell her that I said Hello