J Michael Harter Hard Call To Make Lyrics

Hard Call To Make Lyrics

(Steve Seskin/Mark Alan Springer)

 

 The umpire had got sick so he said he'd give it a try

 So there was my dad,callin' them balls and strikes

 I can still hear the crack of the bat

 I never got a hold of one like that

 I was roundin' second when the third base coach

 Took a big chance and wave me home

 I'm pretty sure the ball touched me before I touched the plate

 But when it's your dad,that's a hard call to make

 

 For the most part,I think I made him proud

 But there was one night,I know I let him down

 I had known them boys all my life

 I should've known better then to take that ride

 The county sherriff was a friend of his

 Said that's why he was bringin' me in

 He handed me the phone,said "Sorry son,everybody makes mistakes"

 But when it's your dad,that's a hard call to make

 

 It's not easy as wrong or right

 It ain't always black and white

 Life's a thousand shades of grey

 

 He had a plan for just about everything

 An' he'd it known that if this day ever came

 That he had lived a good long life

 And he had always fought a good fight

 So when the doctor said,"It's up to you"

 I knew what I had to do

 I read the form picked up a pen and my hand began to shake

 'Cause when it's your dad,that's a hard call to make

 

 It's not as easy as wrong or right

 It ain't always black and white

 Life's a thousand shades of grey