Wake up Dee Dee is what he would say    Then walk out my door and go start his day    The road so lonesome and the field so alone    To him it felt like his home       He called his wife mama   He called his kids babies   He called us from the phone to tell us    That he may be a little bit late   Maybe two or three days   But the work from the field it still pays      We’re all gonna meet him someday   And oh how we’re gonna play   With our guitars in tune in his big music room   With angels singing to every tune   Oh but until that day know   Daddy’s at home      We’re all gonna meet him someday   And oh how we’re gonna play   With our guitars in tune in his big music room   With angels singing to every tune   Oh but until that day know   Daddy’s at home