I Don't Call Him Daddy

It was six in the morning

When I made the county line

There's someone I got to talk to

I can't get it off my mind

He's just a kid

And he's in a 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

How's your mama now

With her new live-in friend

Oh how I hate the wounds

That never seem to mend

And he says 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 ya know

It don't matter what we do

I don't call him daddy

He could never be like you

Never be like you

God bless their little hearts

They're the ones who really pay

When mom and dad can't get along

And go their separate ways

In a way I'm glad there's someone

There to fill the empty SPACE

Tears of understanding

Streak down a dirty face

And he says 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 ya know

It don't matter what we do

I don't call him daddy

He could never be like you

Never be like you

He is quite a little man

Growing up as 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

And a little wave goodbye

And he says 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 ya know

It don't matter what we do

I don't call him daddy

He could never be like you

Never be like you