Good Charlotte – The Story of My Old Man

Good Charlotte – The Story of My Old Man

I Don’t know too much about too much of my old man

I know he walked right out the door, we never saw him again

Last I heard he was at the bar, doin’ himself in

I know I got that same disease, I guess I got that from him

This is the story of my old man

Just like his father before him

I’m tellin’ you, do anything you can

So you don’t end up just like them

Like them

Monday he woke up and hated life

Drank until Wednesday and left his wife

Thursday through Saturday he lost everything

Woke up on Sunday, miserable again

I remember baseball games and workin’ on the car

Told me that he loved me and that I would go far

Showed me how to work hard and stick up for myself

Wish it wasn’t too hard to listen to himself

This is the story of my old man

Just like his father before him

I’m tellin’ you, do anything you can

So you don’t end up just like them

Like them

Monday he woke up and hated life

Drank until Wednesday and left his wife

Thursday through Saturday he lost everything

Woke up on Sunday, miserable again

Again

Again

Someday he’ll wish that he made things right (made things right)

Love for his family and miss his wife (miss his wife)

Remember the days he had everything (everything)

Now he’s alone and miserable again