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The old man's out by the swimming pool |
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He goes there to think |
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He talks on the phone sometimes |
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Hardly mentions a thing |
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Said he needed it for his knees |
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He used to swim back in school |
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Graduated in 84, quit drinking in 92 |
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He used to call her a basket case for hanging on like she did |
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The only girl of a foreman's wife She'd never let him forget |
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It comes to women and they survive but when the same comes to men |
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Someone comes for their babies something dies there and then |
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Slinging gravel in parking lots and looking tough on the hood |
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A girl as plain as a primer coat leaves nothing misunderstood |
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Her mother and I through trembling lips, a steady hand on his own |
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The future of every rebel cause, when all the fight in him is gone |
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My sister's marrying in the spring and everything will be fine |
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Mama's planning the wedding, Daddy's planning on crying |
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She's slipping out of her apron strings |
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You best leave him be |
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He's staring through his own taillights and gathering speed |
