No Trace of Regret

It's ok, It's alright sometimes you're just a man who has to make a dime,
have to find a way, working all day, a good woman back home, with the children all alone.

Waking up at dawn, before the boys open their eyes, daddies gone, food on the table mommas got it done.

Running step after step, with no trace of regret, their daddies making deals, he has to make it real,
another day gone by, but a working man won't cry when his family's at home, counting on his stride he will provide.

He misses his boys and playing with 'em and their toys, but he knows, it's his strength he will show,
Under great blue skies, with the sweat on his brow, it's worth all that salt, his family knows.

Waking up at dawn, before the boys open their eyes, daddies gone, food on the table mommas got it done.

He does it all, a rise and a fall, daddy loves momma and his sons, the way he shows, is always on the run,
This story goes on, just another day under the sun.