Story Behind The Song

A song about my mother -- her father left when she was very young and she never saw or heard from him again.

Song Description

up-tempo country/pop/rock

Lyrics

She remembers his face, the time and the place
Oh, the memory fades how he looked to her that night
And nothing remains, just a maiden name
That he left her when he left and told her his one last goodbye

Sometimes, it doesn't feel that bad
The black and white was all she ever had
One faded photograph

You never knew the man, you never shook his hand
Did he regret the little girl that he left and who would dry her tears
I guess you'll never know if he found another home
There's no use thinking got you blinking back for all of these years

Sometimes, it doesn't feel that bad
The black and white was all she ever had
One faded photograph

It doesn't matter
It could be sadder
But it's a bitter pill
And it must hurt her still
It must hurt her still

Sometimes, it doesn't feel that bad
The black and white was all she ever had
One faded photograph
His only epitaph
One faded photograph
His only epitaph