Did Ya Sir?

And they'll ask us when we're gray.
Did ya live sir, did ya live?
Son, I crossed mountains, sailed ships and dove into the deep trenches.
I kissed a dangerous man, cowboy boots and rebel attitude.
Pissed off my parents, ran a muck around town.
I raised babies all my time.
I would never frown.

And they'll accuse us of lying, sittin' here old yet strong.
Did ya love sir, did ya love?
Girl, I was a loyal puppy trotting at his heels.
The same heels I swung my head over.
The bent over backwards to please his very soul.
It was a preforming art.
And that was only my first kiss.

And they'll tell us we're wrong, that it was not true at all.
Did ya have kids sir, did you have any kids?
Way too many to count my dear.
Went through daughter after son.
Barbie dolls and tonka trucks.
Soaking in the sun.
Learning when he walked, I was learning as well.
So when they grew apart from me.
My heart would not shatter.
They have babies of their own.
When Papa doesn't matter.

And they'll say we weren't good enough, not fit for them.
Did ya ever die sir, did ya ever die?
Only when he did, back in '99.
Take the sorrow from my voice.
You could make lemonade.
Take my tears home with you.
Salty sweet treats.
And never take my memories son,
They still hurt so bad.
But without em' deep in my mind.
I can never be as sad.

And they'll say I'm not strong enough, that I can't carry on.
Under my folks willow tree I sat from dusk to dawn.
To be escorted to my final dream.
The kid in me to rejoice.
As insane as my life story.
I'll never forget your voice.