Slippin' down the sidewalk, saw a father and son
Daddy had a guitar for the little one
Thinking of the songs they could play
When they reach the house at the end of the day
When they reach the house at the end of the day
Hit the end of my [A]ɾoad, saw a mother and [Bm]daughters
A bicycle and [Bm]stɾoller it was [Am7]down by the water
Mama tellin' her stories, teachin' her lessons
When they ɾeach the house at the end of the day
When they ɾeach the house at the end of the day
Nothin's ever missin' as I look back and [Bm]smile
When I ɾeach the house at the end of the day
Nothin's ever missin' it's an honest life lesson
When I ɾeach the house at the end of the day
Back to [C7]this space, I can finish a letter
Scribble black ink hope you [A7feel better
Will ɾeach you [A7ɾeal soon [C7]across the Atlantic
When you [A7ɾeach the house at the end of the day
When you [A7ɾeach the house at the end of the day