He’s got an old chair   It’s got no seat   Cracked snow shoes and warped wooden skis   Hardcover books, pages all turned brown   My dad has a reason for everything he keeps around      So if you need something when times get hard   You can probably find it in my dad’s yard   And if you need hope   If you're coming apart   You can surely find it in my dad’s heart      You never really know just what might be in store   If you go in the barn and open boxes on the second floor   ‘Cause underneath the paper, crumpled up in balls   You might find a gem or you might find nothing at all   And that’s the fun of it   It’s that mystery   In all these things bearing other people’s history   You can look at this stuff and wonder where it’s been   Or you can pick it up and you can use it again      So if you need something when times get hard   You can probably find it in my dad’s yard   And if you need hope   If you're coming apart   You can surely find it, in my dad’s heart      He can see the beauty beneath the dust and the grime   He can see potential, where the rest of us are blind   He will polish the gray until it shines clear blue   And if you know my dad, he won't give up on you      So if you need something when times get hard   You can probably find it in my dad’s yard   And if you need hope   If you're coming apart   You can surely find it, in my dad’s heart