Send 'Em On Down The Road

He didn’t ask

He didn’t pry

He just held the ice that covered my black eye

And when that girl

She broke my heart

We just threw that baseball back and forth ‘till dark

And when I started playing guitar

And didn’t have a clue

He wanted to protect me

But somehow my father knew, that

You can’t cry for ‘em

Live and die for ‘em

You can help them find their wings but you can’t fly for ‘em

‘Cause if they’re not free to fall, than they’re not free at all

And though you just can’t bare the thought of letting go

You pick ‘em up

You dust ‘em off

And send ‘em on down the road

A little kiss

On a skinned up knee

From playing soccer, riding bikes and climbing trees

When bad dreams

Filled their heads

I chased the monsters out from underneath their beds

I guess I always knew those days would end

But the hardest thing I’ve ever learned has been, that

You can’t cry for ‘em

Live and die for ‘em

You can help them find their wings but you can’t fly for ‘em

‘Cause if they’re not free to fall, than they’re not free at all

And though you just can’t bare the thought of letting go

You pick ‘em up

You dust ‘em off

And you send ‘em on down the road

You can’t cry for ‘em

Live and die for ‘em

And even though it’s gonna break your heart, you let ‘em go

You pick ‘em up

You dust ‘em off

You pull them close

And you pray to God

To send ‘em on down the road

Down the road

Down the road