It’s twelve years since Dad’s been gone,
I wonder why it all went wrong,
He was so kind and loving too,
Him dying kind of made me blue.
I miss him oh so very much,
No more to have his tender touch,
To hear him say come on old girl,
You make my mind go in a whirl.
When we made love there was no caress,
And he’d always get you in a mess,
And that’s the way my Johnny was,
Right to the point without no fuss.
There was no other man for me,
He always filled me up with glee.
Although his ways were strange and funny,
To me he always was my honey.
And now twelve years I’ve walked alone,
Well meet again when I’m called home,
And by you side as God has planned,
Treading the clouds just hand in hand.