My Dad Is Dead Play The Game
I sat on the back porch wondering what I shouldn't say.
I sat on the back porch wondering what I wouldn't do.
I sat on the back porch wondering how much I should give.
I sat on the back porch wondering how I could keep you...
Well it's almost a shame
How much like a game this can become.
And we all share the blame.
'Cause we all play the game in some way.
