Things had been bad for quite a while
No one really ever smiled.
One night things got out of hand
And it all started with just one man.
Mama said we should go to bed
At Grandma's house for the night.
her face turned red as she slowly said,
"There's going to be a bad fight."
We were sent to the car as her friend said goodbye
She thought we could beat him out.
But then he came down the drive like he was going to die
Got out, and started to shout.
He ran to the house, knocked on the door
That's when we wanted to run.
Mom had seen also and was hiding on the floor
He'd brought with him a gun.
He came up to the car and on the window was knocking
Thinking he could fool us.
The cops showed up and I knew it was stopping
He's a man I'll never again trust.
Many years later I saw him again
I could tell he was a different man.
Though I was only ten, I knew it then
This man was not my dad.
He said I was still his whole world
That he loved every blonde curl.
But how could he do that to his little girl?