Hey Son, I’m Here

(hummmm) Nova Scotia winds were cold and blue

But the southern wind is calling you

My real name is Hope Rose Dawson

Born way up north where the cold sea sighs

But I packed my dreams and I headed down

Underneath those wide Texas skies

Now I'm a cowgirl in Austin town

Where the dust settles golden on the ground

And Jon Wolfe Senior,

you're the voice I love

But there's a little boy looking at the stars above

Jon Wolfe Junior the Third

is standing by the track

He's just waiting for his Dad to come on back

Yeah, he's waiting for his Dad to come on back

I watch the horses run in the fading light

Holding on to memories in the quiet night

Little Tessa Rose Dawson is my darlin' child

Growing up sweet, growing up wild

We're keeping the home fires burning bright

Hoping that the road leads you home tonight

And Jon Wolfe Senior,

you're the voice I love

But there's a little boy looking at the stars above

Jon Wolfe Junior the Third

is standing by the track

He's just waiting for his Dad to come on back

Yeah, he's waiting for his Dad to come on back

Tessa Rose and me,

beneath the Austin sky

Jonnie's waiting for you,

don't let the hope die

Yeah, we're waiting... (hummmm)

Waiting for you to come back