Song Lyrics
With our guitars in tune in his big music room, to him it felt like his home Daddy's, he called his kids babies
daddy s at home
Oh but until that day know, wake up dee dee is what he would say At, oh but until that day know
maybe two or three days
oh but until that day know
Then walk out my door and go start his day, then walk out my door and go start his day Daddy's, and oh how we re gonna play
and oh how we re gonna play
Daddy s at home, he called his wife mama
to him it felt like his home
we re all gonna meet him someday
we re all gonna meet him someday
With angels singing to every tune, with angels singing to every tune
With our guitars in tune in his big music room, he called his wife mama
He called his kids babies, oh but until that day know At, and oh how we re gonna play
maybe two or three days
We re all gonna meet him someday, with angels singing to every tune Cross, the road so lonesome and the field so alone
Daddy s at home, maybe two or three days, and oh how we re gonna play
Oh but until that day know, the road so lonesome and the field so alone, the road so lonesome and the field so alone
Wake up dee dee is what he would say, oh but until that day know, oh but until that day know
He called his wife mama, to him it felt like his home Canadian, daddy s at home
With our guitars in tune in his big music room, the road so lonesome and the field so alone Ragweed, with angels singing to every tune
we re all gonna meet him someday
oh but until that day know
Then walk out my door and go start his day, oh but until that day know Canadian, with angels singing to every tune
we re all gonna meet him someday
Daddy s at home, we re all gonna meet him someday
Daddy s at home, with our guitars in tune in his big music room, we re all gonna meet him someday
daddy s at home
Daddy s at home, he called his wife mama
And oh how we re gonna play, with angels singing to every tune
with our guitars in tune in his big music room
With our guitars in tune in his big music room, he called his wife mama
Then walk out my door and go start his day, daddy s at home
But the work from the field it still pays, oh but until that day know At, oh but until that day know
and oh how we re gonna play
With angels singing to every tune, with angels singing to every tune Cross, we re all gonna meet him someday
we re all gonna meet him someday
With angels singing to every tune, but the work from the field it still pays
Daddy s at home, we re all gonna meet him someday, he called his wife mama
and oh how we re gonna play
With our guitars in tune in his big music room, the road so lonesome and the field so alone
With our guitars in tune in his big music room, he called us from the phone to tell us that he may be a little bit late At, he called his kids babies
With our guitars in tune in his big music room, with angels singing to every tune
With our guitars in tune in his big music room, he called us from the phone to tell us that he may be a little bit late