Have you seen my son?
First born of my very own
Before I knew myself he
came
to carry on my name
Have you seen this boy?
Hair as white as porcelain
If I’m the spark than he will
be the flame
Some men wait forever for a
miracle
Or a friendly card to turn up
in their hand
I have seen what my miracle
could be
Because he’s far beyond
what I can understand
Have you seen my son?
Running down the country
road
Fishing with his father on a
hazy afternoon
Helping make our way
Working in the fields of corn
The day he leaves will find us
much too soon
My hope is he won’t have to
live without
Or be burdened with a heavy
load like me
And have some dreams
that will carry him beyond
What’s expected in these
days of industry
Have you seen my son?
Even though I’ve probably
been
Less a faithful father or
example
than he knows
And been hard on him
I hope he won’t resent me
And he’ll learn in life to take
it as it goes
Learn in live to take it as it
goes
He’ll learn in life to take it as
it goes…

MLT-guitars, mandolin, Wurlitzer, percussion, vocals JR McNeely-bass Chris Cooke-drums John Thompson