It was six in the morning
And I made the county line
There's someone I got to talk to
I can't get it off my mind
He is just a kid
He's in the pretty rough spot
Two dimes to make a phone call
That's about all I've got
How's my boy today
I know it's been three weeks
But you know how far I've got to go
These days to make ends meet
And how's your mama now
Turn you living free
Oh how I hate the wounds that never seem to mend
He said I don't call him daddy
And he takes care of things
When you pick me up on friday
Are you gonna bring me anything
Oh don't worry dad
You know it don't matter what we do
Cause I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
God bless the little hearts
They're the ones who really pay
When mom and dad can't get along
Then they go their separate ways
In a way I'm glad there's someone there
To fill the empty space
Tears of understanding
Straight down a dirty place
He said I don't call him daddy
But he takes care of things
When you pick me up on friday
Are you gonna bring me anything
Oh don't worry dad
You know it don't matter what we do
Cause I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you be like you
Be like you
He is quiet little man
Growing up fast as he can
And I don't get to see him
Half as much as I had planned
There's so much I need to tell him
So precious little time
A little rain on the window
A little wave goodbye
He said I don't call him daddy
He takes care of things
When you pick me up on friday
Are you gonna bring me anything
Oh don't worry
Dad you know it don't matter what we
Cause I won't call him daddy
He could never be like you
He said I won't call him daddy
If he takes care of things
When you pick me up on friday
You're gonna bring me anything
Oh don't worry