My Old Man

Written by George Leon Pike, Sr.

1. Today as I think about Dad,

He’s the one that I called my old man,

I’m so sorry today, that I spoke of him that way,

I never knew just how much I cared for dad.

2. You’ve never, ever know such a friend,

As the one that you call your old man,

For whenever he’s gone, you’ll feel so left alone,

And then you’ll know for you’ll miss his helping hand.

3. Sometimes I feel lonely and sad,

Mem’ries bring precious thoughts of my dad,

For as I reminisce, you don’t know how much I miss,

Those happy days I once knew, friend, as a lad.

Chorus: I’d never never do it again,

Call my dad the old man,

For that great God above,

Gave him for me to love,

And he’s something to cherish, my friend.