In a vine-covered shack in the mountains,
bravely fighting the battle of time
is a dear one who's weathered my sorrows,
tis that silver-haired daddy of mine.
If I could recall all the heartaches,
dear old Daddy, I've caused you to bear,
if I could erase those lines from your face
and bring back the gold to your hair.
If God would but grant me the power
just to turn back the pages of time,
I'd give all I own if I could but atone
to that silver-haired daddy of mine.
Oh, I know it's too late, dear old Daddy
to repay all those sorrows and cares,
though dear Mother is waiting in heaven
just to comfort and solace you there.
If I could recall all the heartaches,
dear old Daddy, I've caused you to bear,
if I could erase those lines from your face
and bring back the gold to your hair,
if God would but grant me the power
just to turn back the pages of time,
I'd give all I own if I could but atone
to that silver-haired daddy of mine.
I'd give all I own if I could but atone
to that silver-haired daddy of mine.
