Lyrics
I went a-dreamin' and I took a record today
Talked a story with my grandmother
Matter had a lot of deep things to say
You were a shy boy
No, you never knew what you had
Too many blessings kept in the pocket of a selfish dad
La-da, la-da
La-da, la-da-da-dee-da
La-da, la-da
La-da, la-da-da-dee-da, yeah
It's all okay, son, 'cause the fact of the matter is
You got a chance to bless the whole world
Despite the things you never did
Find your forgiveness and you put it in a paper bag
Put all the love deep from your heart
And you give it to your lonesome dad
La-da, la-da
La-da, la-da-da-dee-da
La-da, la-da
La-da, la-da-da-dee-da, yeah
Alright, yeah
Woo
Alright
Oh, oh, yeah
Oh, uh
La-da, la-da
La-da, la-da-da-dee-da
La-da, la-da
La-da, la-da-da-dee-da, yeah
I went a-dreamin' and I took a record today
Talked a story with my grandma
Had a lot of good things to say
Oh, this life you've been given, it's, oh, oh, so rare
All the love, all the light is before you far as I can tell
La-da, la-da
La-da, la-da-da-dee-da
La-da, la-da
La-da, la-da-da-dee-da, yeah
What was I thinking when I took you out of the box?