Who are you?
And where did you go?
And where are you from?
And what do you know?

You're in my blood
And you're in the hair
You're in my heart
And you're in the air

I met you, once
Over the phone
You sounded sad
And you seemed alone
You left me, but
I never left you
I never had the chance

Music was the one thing
We would have had [bad word] You were my age when I was born
Would I have done what you did?
Would I do what you have done?
I'd like to think I'm a bigger man than that

You had some problems with alcohol
You took 12 steps
And you solved them all
It took 16 years
For you to call
What gave you the brave
to pick up that call?

You played the [bad word] and the [bad word] While my Mom sang at funerals
I play guitar 'till my hands are numb
You two are where [bad word] from for me

So thank you so much
For not raising me
You spent your life on better things
You would have been an awful Dad
But thank you for those genes you had