My Old Man

Born as a Royal
 They broke the mould
 Crowned Baby Boomer
 Wandering soul
 And I could never try to be the one to tell your story
 And I could never try to be the one to tell your tale
 And I could never try to be the one to sell your glory
 And I could never try to be the one to walk your trail
 My old man
 He does the best he can
 Now he's free
 My old man
 My old man
 I'll never understand
 But he's still
 My old man
 Ride counter-culture
 Live rather flawed
 Never stop learning
 Find other Gods
 I could never try to be the one to tell your story
 And I could never try to be the one to tell your tale
 And I could never try to be the one to sell your glory
 And I could never try to be the one to walk your trail
 My old man
 He does the best he can
 Now he's free
 My old man
 My old man
 I'll never understand
 But he's still
 My old man
 Wonder if ya got, wonder if ya got where ya wanted to
 Wonder if ya got, wonder if ya got what ya need
 Hope your body's strong
 As you walk along
 You can still belong to what you leave
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 My old man
 He does the best he can
 Now he's free
 My old man
 My old man
 He drives a minivan
 But he's still
 My old man
 Yeah, he's still my old man
 He is still my old man