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 in common 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 trumpet and the drums While my Mom sang at funerals I play guitar 'till my hands are numb You two are where music comes 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