He smiled like any other day as I walked into his room
He said hey son, how ya doin, have you seen Sue?
It's funny what's important when his memory starts to roam
And mostly he just talks of going home
Yesterday he took five bullets backs in Vietnam
This morning over coffee he don't know who I am
By the son have you seen Sue is she still all alone
But mostly he just talks of going home
So I drive him down the back roads in his old pickup truck
We turn down Georgia Avenue by the house where he grew up
And every time we pass Jacks Cafe big ol' tears fill up his eyes
He says that's where I met Sue and asked her to be my wife
You can take me back now I know you've got things to do
I didn't catch your name son how do I know you
It breaks my heart to watch my Dad as his mind comes and goes
But he's all there when he talks of going home
So I drive him down the back roads in his old pickup truck
We turn down Georgia Avenue by the house where he grew up
And every time we pass Jacks Cafe tears fill up his eyes
He says that's where I met my Sue and asked her to be my wife
He always asks me, have you seen Sue