My father never liked me much
He said that I was weak
He cursed my glasses and my hair
He called me hippy freak

For years I tried to win his love
Through poetry and song
Then Alzheimer’s destroyed his mind
And he won’t last for long

Chorus

Chopping wood with my father
Raise the axe blade high
The old man doesn’t know my name
And soon he’s gonna die, boys,
Yes, soon he’s gonna die

My brother Tom was strong and fast
A Special Forces star
Dad punched me out the day Tom died
On a mission in Qatar

And still I tried to please him
I washed his Cadillac
But the only time that we were close
Was chopping wood out back

Chorus



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Chopping Wood with My Father song meanings
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