Daddy And Home

I am dreaming, tonight, of an old southern town, And the best friend that I ever had. For I've grown so weary of roaming around, And I'm going home to my Dad. Your hair has turned to silver, And I know you're failing too. Daddy, dear, oh, Daddy, I'm coming back to you. You made my childhood happy, But still I longed to roam. I've had my way, but now I'll say, I long for you and for home. Dear Daddy, you shared all my sorrows and joys; You tried hard to bring me up right. I know you'll still be one of the boys. I'm starting back home tonight. Your hair has turned to silver, And I know you're failing too. Daddy, dear, oh, Daddy, I'm coming back to you. You made my childhood happy, But still I longed to roam. I've had my way, but now I'll say, I long for you and for home. I've had my way, but now I'll say, I long for you and for home.