Grown Up Business

Dusty Ford parked out front engine still a-tickin' Mama's cryin' on the porch daddy's bags are pickin' Up the clothes he used to wear the boots beside the door Guess they ain't gonna be dancin' on this kitchen floor no more Seven years old hidin' 'neath the willow tree Watchin' my whole world crumble right in front of me They say it's grown-up business things I wouldn't understand But all I see is broken hearts and two empty hands Remember summer evenings fireflies in the yard Daddy's banjo softly playin' mama's singin' hard Now the banjo's in its case the porch light's gone and dim Just the sound of slammed car doors a lonely whistlin' wind Seven years old hidin' 'neath the willow tree Watchin' my whole world crumble right in front of me They say it's grown-up business things I wouldn't understand But all I see is broken hearts and two empty hands They tell me things'll be alright they say it takes some time But how do you fix a broken home when you ain't done no crime? I just wanted them to stay wanted them to see That their little boy was watchin' beggin' on his knees Seven years old hidin' 'neath the willow tree Watchin' my whole world crumble right in front of me They say it's grown-up business things I wouldn't understand But all I see is broken hearts and two empty hands Dusty Ford's taillights fadin' down the gravel road Just a little boy and willow tree carryin' a heavy load Yeah just a little boy and willow tree feelin' cold and alone Wishin' they'd just stayed together and brought my daddy home