My Old Man - Steve Goodman

I miss my old man tonight

And I wish he was here with me

With his corny jokes and his cheap cigars

He could look you in the eye and sell you a car

That’s not an easy thing to do

But no one ever knew a more charming creature

On this earth than my old man

He was a pilot in the big war in the U.S. Army Air Corps

In a C-47 with a heavy load

Full of combat cargo for the Burma Road

And after they dropped the bomb

He came home and married mom

And not long after that

He was my old man

And oh the fights we had

When my brother and I got him mad

He’d get all boiled up and he’d start to shout

And I knew what was coming so I tuned him out

And now the old man’s gone, and I’d give all I own

To hear what he said when I wasn’t listening

To my old man

I miss the old man tonight

And I can almost see his face

He was always trying to watch his weight

And his heart only made it to fifty-eight

For the first time since he died

Late last night I cried

I wondered when I was gonna do that

For my old man