Daddy Was a Skywriter

[Chorus]
Daddy was a skywriter
Momma was a rock-stemmed rose
Poppa shaped this place with grease and grace
Momma loved me and I hope it shows

[Verse 1]
Tried and true was the color of his collar
His eyes grew bluer as he searched for words
But words are crumbs and the lesson of a father
Is how to hack your way through the hunger and the birds
Hopefully they're right about the pen being mightier
Than any weapon anyone'll wield
But where they mark off men with the cross of a pen
I'll carry my old man's steel

[Chorus]
Daddy was a skywriter
Momma was a rock-stemmed rose
Poppa shaped this place with grease and grace
Momma loved me and I hope it shows

[Verse 2]
She said, "Build your house on the solid rock of Jesus
Fool to choose the sand of sin."
I run out and sign myself a long lease
On a little place made of rain and wind
She learned me pretty good about the coulda-woulda-shoulda
And the crippling weight of a crutch
She wasn't dead on about every little thing
But she weren't dead wrong about much

[Chorus]
Daddy was a skywriter
Momma was a rock-stemmed rose
Poppa shaped this place with grease and grace
Momma loved me and I hope it shows

[Chorus]
Daddy was a skywriter
Momma was a rock-stemmed rose
Poppa shaped this place with grease and grace
Momma loved me and I hope it shows

[Chorus]
Daddy was a skywriter
Momma was a rock-stemmed rose
Poppa shaped this place with grease and grace
Momma loved me
And I hope
And I hope it shows