Letra de Briefcase - Walker Hayes

(Feat. Lori McKenna)

I hated when dad picked up his briefcase

'Cause that meant that he was leavin'

But I loved the sound that his keychain made

When he got home in the evenin'

I was always sad, mom was always mad

Most nights he showed up late

Set his briefcase down like it didn't weigh a pound

No, I never understood the weight

But momma always left him a plate

Eighteen, said I'ma be anythin'

But just like my old man

Sellin' houses to all those families

While his family sat at home missin' him

Got sick of playin' ball games watchin'

All the other dads watch their kids

So I picked up a guitar case

'cause it wasn't square like his

Now, I sound like him, and I look like him

And I walk like him, and I talk like him

And I try to make my wife laugh

When she's mad 'cause I love my job like him

Now, I get it dad, it's a jugglin' act

Between feedin' the kids and feedin' the dreams we chase

I guess a guitar doesn't fall too far from a briefcase

Well, momma cleaned, and daddy worked

And I learned to play the guitar

On McGregor Court, that's how we coped with all our broken hearts

I know I held it against him

Throwin' that baseball against his steps

But daddy never held it against me

'Cause I wasn't a father yet, not yet

Now, I sound like him, and I look like him

And I walk like him, and I talk like him

And I try to make my kids laugh

When they're sad and it's all my fault like him

Now, I get it dad, it's a jugglin' act

Between feedin' the kids and feedin' the dreams we chase

I guess a guitar doesn't fall too far from a briefcase

It's a blessing and a curse, in this case, I carry around walker

Every time I pick it up, my kids say, "Daddy put it down, Walker"

And I see me in them, and I feel him in me walker

Like the cats in the cradle and the apples in the trees

And I just smile when somebody says

That I sound like him, and I look like him

And I walk like him, and I talk like him

And I run to the Father when I ain't nothin' at all like him

Yeah, I get it dad, it's a jugglin' act

Between feedin' the kids and feedin' the dreams we chase

I guess a guitar doesn't fall too far from the briefcase

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