Get your tools

I called you today. It’s been six long months.

I called to say hey and I miss you son

Tell me about your day sorry I’m going away

Just a little bit more time and you’ll hear me say

I’m coming home get your tools

I’m on my way son. We got work to do.

I packed a lunch. I made your favorite stuff.

Put on your boots and get in the truck. I love you.

I’m camping in the woods dad your favorite place

Adirondack for vacation you should see this lake

Come float righht beside me its my only wish

I just want you here so I can catch some fish

You taught me if I put too hard I surely miss

I knew it all along. It wasn’t all your fault. They take it on the chain. We can carry it all.

I love you even more call again real soon. I’ll wait by my broken window right beside my room. I love you.

Now son there’s something else that I wanna say

I tell you when you’re older just not at your age

I never wanna lie to your handsome face

But today I told her lie about my current state

I said it was OK and I’m away at school

You strongly said OK and I miss you too

Well sonI’m really sorry, but I’m in a cell

I got caught up in drugs now I’ve been in hell

Now I can’t come home and I’m calling you

I can’t come home. I can’t be with you.

Every time I call your mom wouldn’t pick up

I sent it into a hole and I couldn’t get out

Sun I’m really sorry it’s not only my fault

But I’ll take it on the chain we can carry it all.

I heard it in your voice and you’re growing up.

I’m on his way too strong for us to destroy

So I’m coming home boy get your tools

I’m on my way son. We got work to do.

I packed on lunch. I made your favorite stuff.

Put on your boots and get in the truck. I love you.