That phone starts ringing, you're on the 75

Four hours into a ten hour drive

Dad says, "son, when you going home again?"

I said, "the schedule changes just like the weather

Got a good woman to hold it all together"

And he said, "I know, I've been where you've been

But just remember when you get that chance again.

Hold her tight in the middle of the night

When you get home, you go outside

Teach that little boy how to hold that bat

Let your baby girls braid your hair

Load 'em up and take 'em somewhere

I promise you, son, you'll be wanting those days back

But when they gone, they gone, they ain't coming 'round no more

The things you didn't make time for".

Well, it hit me like a brick and I ain't forgot

He was always gone more times than not

Now I think I finally understand

Just hearing him saying those words

I can hear his regret, I could feel the hurt

And I just thought that's what it takes to be a man

I know I've said I can't when I know I can.

Hold her tight in the middle of the night

When I get home, go outside

Teach that little boy how to hold that bat

Let my baby girls braid my hair

Load 'em up and take 'em somewhere

I know one day I'll be wanting those days back

'cause when they gone, they gone, they ain't coming 'round no more

The things you didn't make time for.

Hold her tight in the middle of the night

When you get home, you go outside

Teach that little boy how to hold that bat

Let your baby girls braid your hair

Load 'em up and take 'em somewhere

'cause one day, you won't ever know when you can't get it back

Yeah, when they gone, they gone, they ain't coming 'round no more

The things you didn't make time for.

Maybe make a little time for

The things you didn't make time for.