The Sailor

My Daddy worked on merchant ships he sailed the seas of China and Japan He was a ramblin' man He stayed away for 50 weeks My mama raised the family alone till we all were grown

When he`d come home he'd see me with my guitar He knew that I was reaching for a star He always wanted me to seek a steady job in a factory I guess he saw too much of him in me

My Daddy worked on merchant ships he was a poet writing every day by the midnight waves he would send me poetry the things he'd feel and see but could not say to me face to face

He drank a bit,his soul was like the north wind He might have wondered what he could have been Now that he's gone,I've come to see why he reacted angrily-I guess he saw too much of him in me

An apple never falls far from the tree I guess he saw too much of him in me