One Step Behind

02:05
Lucky Mud
2008-12-01
Michael McKinney

Story

I wrote the first verse and chorus to this song many, many years ago; but it was only last year, sitting in a house in the West of Ireland, watching a cold rain beat at the glass, that I finally found the simple words for the final farewell to my daddy.

Lyrics

When in my dreams I think back to my daddy

I see just a smile And two hard working hands

His tools piled in the Model-A

He'd laugh and tell us all, "Someday

We'll have the time to sit back

We'll have a way to get back

To a place where we can just

Enjoy the land"

 

So we'd pack up

And away we'd go

To a place we'd never been before

Looking for a vision

Only daddy knew

We'd settle down

And make a home

He'd work his fingers

To the bone

But we'd always leave

Within a year or two

 

But who knows what kind of dreams daddy had?

What were the visions he kept locked within his mind

As he took us everywhere

Trying to catch up To the Good Life

Even though he always stayed

One step behind

 

I was still a boy when the doctor

Came into the room to say "he's gone"

Could not believe my daddy died

There was no time to say goodbye

And I reckoned It was time

That he'd moved on

 

'Cause who knows what kind of dreams Daddy had?

What were the visions He kept locked within his mind

As he took us everywhere

Tryin' to catch up to the Good Life

Even though he always stayed

One step behind

Yeah, Daddy always stayed one step behind

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