Head Tale

“Bailing Again” – Fred Eaglesmith

I'm standin' on the corner of a pair of country roads
I am carvin' out my daddy's name on a little stone
And though I couldn't always talk to him, but if was here today
I think I'd know exactly what to say

CHORUS:
I'd say the weather's been hot
The hay is almost in
And if it holds my next week
We'll be bailin' again
The wheat is good
The corn is high
Sure could use your advice
On how to raise a couple o' kids
I'm tryin' to raise 'em just the way you did

I'd tell him 'bout that early frost early last fall
And how for awhile it looked like we wouldn't make it at all
I'd tell him how it all worked out just this past spring
And if he was here I'd tell him everything

CHORUS

My daddy never said goodbye
One day he just up and died and left me here to go it all alone
And sometimes I wish I'd hear his voice
Helping me to make that choice between giving up and carrying on

CHORUS

I'll try to raise 'em just the way you did.

(Disclaimers: My dad's still alive, I do talk to him regularly and I'm not actually 
a farmer in any way, shape or form.  But I love this photo and thought the lyrics
were a good match.)