Mom and Dad - Patrick Sweany

Wish everyone had folks just like I got

Tears me up to see some kids not do so hot

Yeah, all about Mom and Dad

Times were hard and money tight we never knew

Mom and Dad worked away like workin' fools

Yeah let’s hear it Mom and Dad — alright here we go

Got really lucky my folks treated me right

Taught me what love is and not to fight

Good work, Mom and Dad

Mom said you can’t wait around for deadman’s shoes

Wanna make a way?

Lord it’s up to you

You tell 'em, Mom and Dad

Show me how to play and sing, pick and tune

Show me all the records of the natural blues

Yeah good taste, Mom and Dad

Know sometimes they’d get mad lord and yell and cuss

I know they always wanted to do the best for us

Yeah good work man, Mom and Dad

They loved me and my brothers and taught me how to be a man

Everything you do lord, do the best you can

Yeah let’s hear it again, for Mom and Dad

Wish everybody had folks just like I got

Tears me up sometimes to see folks do so hot

Oh lord, for their Mom and Dad