Fathers Milk

(mmm-hmmm) Yellow kitchen table, afternoon sun

He grabbed his jacket,

said he had to run

Just down to the corner,

a carton to buy

Left the screen door swinging wide under the blue sky (hummmm)

And the milk carton's empty on the shelf

Sometimes you gotta look out for yourself

Daddy went walking in the yellow light

And he never came back home

tonight

(ohhh-oh) I draw on the counter

with a yellow crayon

Watching the shadows

as they stretch along

The tea-kettle's whistling

a quiet refrain

Waiting for footsteps

in the gentle rain

And the milk carton's empty on the shelf

Sometimes you gotta look out for yourself

Daddy went walking in the yellow light

And he never came back home

tonight (ohhh-oh)

Just a carton of milk

And a yellow

sun (mmm-hmmm)