When we're riding in the car
In the middle of the night
And he turns to the left
When he should have turned right
And he'll never ask directions
About the route that he took
He's just staring at the road map
Dad's got that look Chorus

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Dad's got that look
You can see it everywhere
Is it he just doesn't know
Or that he just doesn't care
Is it he hasn't got the time
Or that he hasn't got a clue
My Dad's got that look
I bet yours does too

When he's reading his paper
After supper in his chair
I ask for help with my homework
All he does is sit and stare
He can't answer any questions
That I show him in the book
He says, "Go ask your Mother."
Dad's got that look

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The other night he had a meeting
And there's a big game on
He said, "I'll use the VCR
"To record it while I'm gone!"
He sat reading all the manual
From beginning to the end
Just shaking his head
I know it's happening again

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When he tucks me in at night
And we're both lying in the bed
I ask him, "Where to babies come from?
"What's it feel like when we're dead?
"And why are there wars?
"And is there life in outer space?"
And, though it's dark in the room,
I know what's happening to his face

Chorus

©1992 John McCutcheon/Appalsongs (ASCAP)