"We Turn Words Into Music"
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"We Turn Words Into Music"
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Willa Stewart was born in New York and currently resides in Florida where she is a Legal Secretary. A writer for over twenty years, Willa says that she is inspired by the Nashville sound, her own life and the various children's books and novels she enjoys reading. Welcome, Willa, to our Artist Showcase!
Old Manby Willa Stewart
My daddy left when I was three. It didn’t mean too much to me But Momma couldn’t hide her tears, she cried most every night for years And then I saw him standin’ there. He’d come to tell me, “Son take care”, When I was headin’ off to war, and as I headed out the door – I said
(Chorus) Who asked you to come back old man? I don’t remember you You left your wife and baby son to figure what to do Were things at home too hard to bear? Or did you just want out of there? Why walk in now old man, or were you wonderin’ how I grew
He said I did what I had to do, the day I said goodbye to you Your momma raised a real fine man. I wish I’d given her a hand. But I had a war son too you know, and that’s why I had to go I fought real hard and did my part, ‘til prison camp broke my heart
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I was gone so long son, daddy said Your momma thought I was dead She had to move on with her life And soon was someone else’s wife
I stayed away son, lived alone and watched you get to be full grown You never knew that I was there. I’m sure you thought I didn’t care I never did forget you boy. You always were my pride and joy But now you’re going far away, so I had to come today
I saw the tears in Daddy’s eyes. I guess they took me by surprise And then I knew his heart that day. I heard the truth , I had to say Sit down old man and rest a spell. I’ll watch my back and give ‘em hell Momma said she’d say a prayer, so Daddy tell me what’s out there Sit down old man and rest a spell, then say goodbye and wish me well
© 2006 Willa Stewart
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