You’re right You’re Not Like Me

You didn't forgive;

I made everything

I could with these two hands;

Taught you how to work, how to stand up like a man;

Taught you how to forgive;

′Cause somebody had to show you;

I forgave my daddy for the hell he put me through;

Said you on the tailgate said, son, that's what good men do;

You said you'd never be like me, never be like

Grandpa too;

You were right about that, you're nothing like me;

But I forgave my father even when he broke me in two;

And you didn't forgive me;

And you didn't forgive them too;

No, you didn't forgive;

You three made a promise;

When you were still green;

Said we'll never whip our kids;

Not the way we have seen;

Now I hear the screen door slam;

From a mile away;

And you're doing the very thing you swore you'd never do;

One day;

You said your kids would run free;

Say anything they please;

Thought that was love;

Thought that was being free;

Now you're callin' late at night, voice tired and thin;

Sayin', Dad,

I get it now, wish I'd listen then;

I ain't keepin' score,

I ain't keepin' a list;

I just wanted you to know what forgiveness is;

It ain't forgettin', it's layin' my hammer down;

It's breakin' my chain that Grandpa wrapped around;

He said, you'll never be like me, never be like

Grandpa too;

You were right;

You're nothing like me;

Cause I forgave my father;

God knows what he put me through;

And he still ain't forgiven me;

And he still ain't forgiven him too;

That's a different song;

You didn't forgive;

But my door's still open;

If you ever do;