Call Your Dad

Young captain It's been 72 days Since you talked to your dad I know there's a war I know my morning's your night I know there's a girl I know I'm not #1 on your list But I miss you I always have Since the day you Stepped off the boat To report to that school Where they made you A leader of men Even then I would call And you'd answer I knew your senior year Flying back from the game That time we had in Philidelphia Or the night We climbed to the roof Dangled our legs over the ledge Drank some beers And watched the lights of The City Our last fishing trip, too I knew Cat's in the Cradle * Started playing in my head "When you coming home, son..." * God--I love you You're brother's at your momma's now Coming to see his dad tomorrow Wish you were here, too My sons under this roof again We'd have a time You know we'd have a time We always do Just needed to talk But it's 2:30 a.m. over there So you know... wrote a poem * "Cat's in the Cradle" by Harry F. Chapin and Sandy Chapin