never take my advice
make the same mistakes
more than twice
why won't they listen
why is there no respect for me
would it be because
I walked out on the family
I've made my mistakes
it's true I know
but i'd never ever send you
down the road I chose
It doesn't matter if his life is great or hits the skids
EVERY Father wants it to be better for his kids
I didn't have a plan ,to be a better man
didn't bend, so no breaks to catch
There
are no
401 K
funds to match
Kids I haven't seen, owe taxes to the government
no life , health or dent --for me
working night and day to find a way
I'm still the deadbeat I didn't want to be
I think I owe
everyone I ever met
I'm still trying to live up to their bet
working on something, all of my time, and yet
It's true what they say
you are a slave to your debt
how'd I wind up here
i'm not loose, lazy, or fancy free
but I have become the deadbeat
that I did not want to be
Look in the mirror
and what do I see
I'm a deadbeat, and my kids won't listen to me.
I am twice the man I used to be
but still not half the man I want my kids to see.
Baby, I was born to......fail. Just call me Chuckles
written published and owned by Mark Burkenbine on November 10,2013
Copyright November 10, 2013 Mark Burkenbine
originally published in 'what would this be without a song blog'
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