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Array ( [sid] => 129612 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => What I know Now [time] => 2006-12-20 09:28:47 [hometext] => This song can be heard on www.scottjeffreymusic.com The song is about family, and priorities and discovering what is really important in life. [bodytext] => I was just a father and he was just a son
I was trying hard to raise him right like my mom and daddy done.
But I was still a young man and he was still a kid
Doing things he knew he ought not to do but somehow always did.

He was eating supper on the sofa and his plate fell to the floor
So I sent him straight up to his room but I’m still not sure what for.
He hung his head as he climbed the stairs it was plain to see
He was just a boy trying hard to show that he felt as bad as me

And if I knew then what I know now
If I could change things all somehow
I’d let him eat pizza on the sofa
And ice cream on the floor…heck…
You know we don’t even have that old couch anymore.

There are some marks up on the door jam when he stood barely three foot tall
And way back in the closet there’s a name in crayon on the wall.
And there’s some scratches on the table how they got there I don’t know
To this day he still blames that old cat …but I blame………. GI Joe.

These weathered walls all tell a story and on every floor I find
Each room is like a living page torn from the book of time
But in every imperfection is revealed God’s perfect plan
Bestowing blessings upon the empty life of this undeserving man

And if I knew then what I know now
If I could change things all somehow
I’d be a bit more understanding and patient too I guess
I know I’d listen much more closely and I’d talk a little less.

So I wrote down these words for you and it’s for you this song is sung
To thank you for all your kindness and for our three perfect sons
I’m grateful for all you’ve given me my sweet and faithful wife
But most of all I want to thank you for… this second chance at life.

This house will seem so hollow when our boys are up and grown
But our love will bring them back around with children of their own.
And we’ll let them eat pizza on the sofa and ice cream on the floor
Heck…You know I don’t care about them kind of things no more.

And as I look around at these familiar walls at every scratch and scar and ding
It occurred to me on second thought I wouldn’t change a thing…

Because if I knew then what I know now
I might have changed things all somehow
And I wouldn’t have had this special life
That all started with a vow
If I knew then what I know now
If I knew then what I know now


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What I know Now

Contributed by lonelyboy on Wednesday, 20th December 2006 @ 09:28:47 AM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



I was just a father and he was just a son
I was trying hard to raise him right like my mom and daddy done.
But I was still a young man and he was still a kid
Doing things he knew he ought not to do but somehow always did.

He was eating supper on the sofa and his plate fell to the floor
So I sent him straight up to his room but I’m still not sure what for.
He hung his head as he climbed the stairs it was plain to see
He was just a boy trying hard to show that he felt as bad as me

And if I knew then what I know now
If I could change things all somehow
I’d let him eat pizza on the sofa
And ice cream on the floor…heck…
You know we don’t even have that old couch anymore.

There are some marks up on the door jam when he stood barely three foot tall
And way back in the closet there’s a name in crayon on the wall.
And there’s some scratches on the table how they got there I don’t know
To this day he still blames that old cat …but I blame………. GI Joe.

These weathered walls all tell a story and on every floor I find
Each room is like a living page torn from the book of time
But in every imperfection is revealed God’s perfect plan
Bestowing blessings upon the empty life of this undeserving man

And if I knew then what I know now
If I could change things all somehow
I’d be a bit more understanding and patient too I guess
I know I’d listen much more closely and I’d talk a little less.

So I wrote down these words for you and it’s for you this song is sung
To thank you for all your kindness and for our three perfect sons
I’m grateful for all you’ve given me my sweet and faithful wife
But most of all I want to thank you for… this second chance at life.

This house will seem so hollow when our boys are up and grown
But our love will bring them back around with children of their own.
And we’ll let them eat pizza on the sofa and ice cream on the floor
Heck…You know I don’t care about them kind of things no more.

And as I look around at these familiar walls at every scratch and scar and ding
It occurred to me on second thought I wouldn’t change a thing…

Because if I knew then what I know now
I might have changed things all somehow
And I wouldn’t have had this special life
That all started with a vow
If I knew then what I know now
If I knew then what I know now






Copyright © lonelyboy ... [ 2006-12-20 09:28:47]
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Re: What I know Now (User Rating: 1 )
by boobiepeach on Wednesday, 20th December 2006 @ 10:54:37 AM AEST
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what a sweet song
very nice write


Re: What I know Now (User Rating: 1 )
by boobiepeach on Wednesday, 20th December 2006 @ 10:54:45 AM AEST
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what a sweet song
very nice write


Re: What I know Now (User Rating: 1 )
by Honey56 on Wednesday, 20th December 2006 @ 03:03:46 PM AEST
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This is beautiful..I am listening to your song..I"ii Never Heal..WOWW It is beautiful...
God Bless and praying you go even farther....Beautiful song...
Honey




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