I don't too much about too much of my old man   I know he walked right out the door, we never saw him again   Last I heard he was at the bar, doin' himself in   I know I got that same disease, I guess I got that from him      This is the story of my old man   Just like his father before him   I'm tellin' you, do anything you can   So you don't end up just like them   Lilke them      Monday he woke up and hate life   Drank until Wednesday and left his wife   Thursday through Saturday he lost everything   Woke up on Sunday, miserable again      I remember baseball games and workin' on the car   Told me that he loved me and that I would go far   Showed me how to work hard and stick up for myself   Wish it wasn't too hard to listen to himself      This is the story of my old man   Just like his father before him   I'm tellin' you, do anything you can   So you don't end up just like them   Lilke them      Monday he woke up and hate life   Drank until Wednesday and left his wife   Thursday through Saturday he lost everything   Woke up on Sunday, miserable again   Again   Again      Someday he'll wish that he made things right (made things right)   Love for his family and miss his wife (miss his wife)   Remember the days he had everything (everything)   Now he's alone and miserable again