Driving to a baseball game, on a Friday afternoon
Hotter than Hell in Atlanta, Georgia
Guess it's been 15 years since I came through here
Probably should have called to warn you
But I'm stopping by, I'm stopping by, Daddy
How did your life turned out? Do you ever think about a teenage girl in Chattannoga...
Ever tell your folks the truth?
That might been the last of you
It would have been a shame, we hardly knew you
Now I'm stopping by, I'm stopping by, Daddy
I think the best of me is still standing in the doorway
Counting cars and counting days and counting years
I could say you made me go through life the hard way
But it might have been worse, if you were here
Looking through a picture book, this one I think my mama took
You couldn't have been much over 20
You're shirtless in your cut off jeans and hand a lollypop to me ...
Probably asked where you got the money
Picture on another page, you recognize my eyes have aged
I'd been alone for quite a while then
Trying to get a match to burn, waiting on a latch to turn
I still have difficulty smiling
But I'm stopping, I'm stopping by, Daddy
Think the best of me is still standing in the doorway
Whatever's left is headed south on 85
Passing families on vacation, headed your way
They look so happy and alive,
that I'm stopping by Daddy
Hotter than Hell in Atlanta, Georgia
Guess it's been 15 years since I came through here
Probably should have called to warn you
But I'm stopping by, I'm stopping by, Daddy
How did your life turned out? Do you ever think about a teenage girl in Chattannoga...
Ever tell your folks the truth?
That might been the last of you
It would have been a shame, we hardly knew you
Now I'm stopping by, I'm stopping by, Daddy
I think the best of me is still standing in the doorway
Counting cars and counting days and counting years
I could say you made me go through life the hard way
But it might have been worse, if you were here
Looking through a picture book, this one I think my mama took
You couldn't have been much over 20
You're shirtless in your cut off jeans and hand a lollypop to me ...
Probably asked where you got the money
Picture on another page, you recognize my eyes have aged
I'd been alone for quite a while then
Trying to get a match to burn, waiting on a latch to turn
I still have difficulty smiling
But I'm stopping, I'm stopping by, Daddy
Think the best of me is still standing in the doorway
Whatever's left is headed south on 85
Passing families on vacation, headed your way
They look so happy and alive,
that I'm stopping by Daddy