Daddy left home when i was five
Didn't know how i was going to survive
All he left was a post-it note
Telling us how he jumped the boat
Right of the deep end
We had nothing to defend
So we left. We headed west
Mom and i tried to make the best
Scrimping and saving every cent
Working where ever we went
And we made it.
We survived every blow and every hit
We rode out the storm
And now we are safe and warm
In a house of our own
Nov 8, 2011
Nov 8, 2011 at 9:40 PM UTC
Daddy left home when i was five
Didn't know how i was going to survive
All he left was a post-it note
Telling us how he jumped the boat
Right of the deep end
We had nothing to defend
So we left. We headed west
Mom and i tried to make the best
Scrimping and saving every cent
Working where ever we went
And we made it.
We survived every blow and every hit
We rode out the storm
And now we are safe and warm
In a house of our own
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