"Don't Throw
Wood
(on a dying fire)"
Written
by: Gary Morris/Jeffrey Rea
My father was a private
man
Who seldom spoke to
me at all
He ruled his house
with an iron hand
Still he'd catch me
if I'd fall
My mama's somewhere
in my memory
Why she left I never
knew
Sometimes I'd see her
in daddy's eyes
Then he'd shed a tear
or two
For eighteen years I
had to live his ways
I stood man to man
that day
He said out the door
and you're on your own
But take this with
you on your way
Chorus:
Don't throw wood on
a dying fire
Unless you want that
fire to
Burn burn again
Tend the embers or
spread the ashes
But see it through
till the end
In one ear and I was
down the road
The years passed by
in nothin' flat
Now I'm starin' at
that same heavy load
My daddy carried on
his back
The only woman that
I've ever held
I'm havin' trouble
holdin' now
She wants to know can
we work this out
I know we would if
we knew how
(Chorus)
A tear or two and I
remembered
The pained expression
on his face
Then I thought of what
my daddy said
And how it must have
hurt to say
(Chorus)