Games That Daddy's Play

(Conway Twitty)



He put his arms around my shoulder with a voice that sounded older

He said mom I've got something on my mind

Now I don't want to bother you but I sure need to talk to you

If you could only spare a little time.



And mom I hope you undretsand how much I love and need you

I don't want to take this the wrong way

But don't you think I'm big enough and old enough and strong enough

To play the games that daddys play.



My friend Billy Parker's dad come by today to see me

And he wondered if I would like to go

With him and Billy on a hike and maybe camp out overnight

The way I've seen 'em do in picture shows.



And there's one thing I want to do and maybe if I ask him to

He'd sit and talk to me man to man

We'd only be gone overnight and I could find out it's like

To play the games that daddys play.



I quickly turned to hide the tears from my son of seven years

He didn't know I'd read between the lines

He'd never really known his dad and although he'd never asked

I knew exactly what was on his mind.



I searched my mind in desperation six long years of seperation

Dimmed the words I knew I had to say

I hope you're never big enough or old enough or bold enough

To play the games that daddys play.



I know you need and want his love but son you're the victim of

Another kind of game that daddys play...