Dad's Yard

He's got an old chair

That's got no seat

Cracked snow shoes and

Worked wooden skis

Hard-covered books

Pages all turned brown

My Dad has a reason

For everything he keeps around

So if you need something

And times get hard

You can probably find it

In my Dad's yard

And if you need hope

If you're coming apart

You can surely find it

In my Dad's heart

You never really know

Just what might be in store

If you go in the barn

And open boxes on the second floor

Cause underneath the paper

Crumpled up in balls

You might find a jammer

You might find nothing at all

And that's the fun of it

It's that mystery

In all these things

Bearing other people's history

You can look at this stuff

Wonder where it's been

You can pick it up

And you can use it again

So if you need something

And times get hard

You can probably find it

In my Dad's yard

And if you need hope

If you're coming apart

You can surely find it

In my Dad's heart

He can see the beauty

Beneath the dust and grime

He can see potential

Where the rest of us are blind

He will polish the grey

Until it shines clear blue

And if you know my Dad

He won't give up on you

So if you need something

And times get hard

You can probably find it

In my Dad's yard

And if you need love

If you're coming apart

You can surely find it

In my Dad's heart