For My Dad

[Verse 1]
One Christmas morn when I was just a lad
I got a special gift from Mom and Dad
Beneath the tree's bright star
Was a little cheap guitar
It was the very best gift I ever had

Though my dad never learned to play himself
He'd take the little guitar from the shelf
And play a record of a tune
For me to practice in my room
Till I could pick out that old tune all by myself

[Chorus]
And I always loved pickin' for my dad
He was the very best friend I ever had
For my dad, for my dad
I always loved pickin' for my dad

[Bridge]
If they have guitar pickin' up in heaven
That's where I hope someday to be
Pickin' out a medley
Of the songs I used to play
And my good old dad sittin' next to me

[Verse 2]
Under the double eagle and wildwood flower
He would ask me to sit and pick 'em all night long
There ain't nothin' he liked better
Than a-sittin' on his sitter
And listenin' to a good old country song

Through the years, those times weren't near enough
When life's road sometime gets kinda rough
We'd pull up a rocking chair
For a moment, not a care
And take our minds off all that other stuff

[Chorus]
And I always loved pickin' for my dad
He was the very best friend I ever had
For my dad, for my dad
I always loved pickin' for my dad

[Bridge]
If they have guitar pickin' up in heaven
That's where I hope someday to be
Pickin' out a medley
Of the songs I used to play
And my good old dad sittin' next to me

[Chorus]
I always loved pickin' for my dad
He was the very best friend I ever had
For my dad, for my dad
I always loved pickin' for my dad