Jim Parker

Lyrics

Got A Ways To Go

Little Devil in Jeans 5 years old
Walking with my Daddy past the feed store
I was reaching up hanging onto his hand
He was reaching down reigning in his little man
I let out a holler when I stumped my toe
Son you’d better watch where you’re going, got a ways to go
Watch where you’re going, you got a ways to go

Pint sized Evel Knievel 10 years old
Bright red, stripped down banana bike
Plywood, two by fours, a nail or two
Steep backyard where the creek runs through
I said, “Daddy watch me jump it”, he grabbed me yelling, “WHOA…”
Son you’d better watch where you’re going, got a ways to go
Watch where you’re going, you got a ways to go

Testosterone Storm 18 years old
Cuddling with a cutie at the drive in show
I reached down put my hand on her knee
She closed her eyes and sort of smiled at me
I was just about to kiss her thought I heard, “Hey Romeo”
Son you’d better watch where you’re going, got a ways to go
Watch where I’m going? Watch Hell! I gotta go!

4 Minutes of kissing 9 Minutes going wild
4 Months a wedding 9 Months a child
3 to 11 at the chicken plant ain’t the scholarship I thought I’d get
Instead I got a wore out pickup parked beside a shiny new swingset

Firecracker With Feet now he’s 5 years old
Dragging his Daddy to the WalMart store
Yelling over his shoulder, “Hey, come on Dad!”
I stumbled as I chased him too proud to be mad
He let out a holler when he stumped his toe
I said Son you’d better watch where you’re going, got a ways to go
Watch where you’re going, you got a ways to go

Parker, Pilson