Greg Trafidlo: Listen to the Music

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Says what many silent and absent fathers wish they could express.

LOST DADDY'S LULLABY
(Mike Pearrell c 2002 JeMeDe Publishing, BMI)

Got a picture of you stashed deep in my wallet
Little faded and worn from holding it close
You in the backyard on that old Sears swing set
You grinned at the camera in pigtails and bows
You're a little girl all grown up, and I rarely see you
Seems like I disappeared like a wandering ghost
Tonight at a truck stop just north of Topeka
I'm grabbing a memory that I miss the most

Lie down gently to sleep
Always waltz in your dreams
If I could I would be there in the wink of an eye
And sing this lost daddy's lullaby

Tucked you to bed singing Mr. Bojangles
You fell asleep smiling to a strumming guitar
You learned how to bike ride, I'd run by the handles
Summer nights on the front porch, we counted the stars
I wasn't there when you had your first date
Missed graduation when you made a speech
I lost my direction, I understand so late
Pray a trace of forgiveness is not out of reach

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