A Boy Needs a Bike
Pop works in the shop till eightMom's on the phone and she's kind of irateSally's doing somersaults on the lawn
Pop slams open the front screen doorJust to scare Ma, she says "What the hell did you do that for?"He washes his dirty hands in the sink
Things around the table are kind of roughMa says it's Pa, Pa says times are just toughBut me and Sally don't say much of nothing at all
The garage door light brightens up the nightPa always works on cars when he gets in a fightAs if he could figure out that woman by working on that old car
He said "A car can cure any problem at all,"'Cause seeing all those parts makes a fight look so small"I wish he'd put me and Sally in the backseat and drive us away
That's when he sits me down,Said he's gonna teach me about lifeSaid "A man needs a car, and a boy needs a bike."Got my first taste of freedom beneath the light of the moon"
If it were me, I'd have the gutsI'd put to test those bolts and nutsAnd drive any way so fast, so far
We put away our tools, and go back insideMom feels left out and now she's starting to cryI wonder if all girls are crazy this way
I wish that Pops would just get a spineI said "I know it's kind of little, but you could borrow mine"He just smiles and says "Your mom means well, son.
"You see, most times are good, it's just some that are lean."But love makes up for those times in between."He got a tear in his eye as he took mama's handSaid one day I'd understand
If it were me, I'd have the gutsI'd put to test those bolts and nutsAnd ride any way so fast, so farAny way, so fast, so far