He laughed, “I can still live with my memory dyin’,
If you’ll sometimes let me borrow your mind.”
And that night we stole a boat out of Depoe Bay
And we sailed it out for bright lights and wine.
He said, “I lied tellin’ God I’d give up drink,
Just to hear again the snap of a mast.
Hell I’m too old now to change my colors
God knows the die has been cast.”
And it was me and my old man
I’m the one he trusts like a friend
‘Cause the rest of the family tells him they understand
And I don’t pretend that I can
We tied up at the dock of the ‘Broken Hold’
His favorite rainy night bar on the coast
I’m supposed to call home if he gets out of control
But he knows that he will, and I won’t
My brothers and their wives would like to keep it all hushed
But we had to disappoint ‘em again
Ah the tongues did wag and the tails did drag in the wake of my old man
And it was me and my old man
I’m the one he trusts like a friend
‘Cause the rest of the family tells him they understand
And I don’t pretend that I can
Looking back I can’t say when he was no longer there
Ever passing away, never dead
But I remember him best one bright summer night
And the look in his eyes when he said
He said, “I love to stare at the midnight sky
When we’re anchored far enough from the shore
Nothin’ ‘tween me and the stars but my thoughts
And pretty soon, none of them anymore.”
And it was me and my old man
I’m the one he trusts like a friend
‘Cause the rest of the family tells him they understand
And I don’t pretend that I can
And it was me and my old man
I’m the one he trusts like a friend
‘Cause the rest of the family tells him they understand
And I don’t pretend that I can
