Every Sunday after church
Me and my mother would come out
Get into the Chevrolet
Waiting for daddy
He was a minister then
We’d see him walking to us
Slowly ......Smiling so everyone would know
That love was ...hood
On to grandmas house
Nana would make us all pray
For our nation and for us to keep a good name
Im just an Ordinary Man
But a daughters love will make (pause)
Any daddy feel like Superman
Even when i can’t
Saving people needing help
Keeps me away
From the little ones that just wanted me close
But I’m on my way
Christmas looks different these days
Missing out on the memories cause so much has changed
From when
We were home
That’s when we were home
I’m comin home
Hold on
I’m comin
Im coming home
Hold on
I’m comin home
Where i belong
