Lonzo Williams, John Slate/Out of Slate Music, Songwriters Ink Music, Lazy Gator Pub/BMI
I just can’t remember when he started slippin'
From that strong, gentle giant he used to be
Now he takes forever to walk down to the mailbox
And it hurts me so to see him growing weak
But He’s almost home
Soon he’ll be with Momma
That’s where he belongs
How I’m gonna miss him when he’s gone
And he’s almost home.
His old Chevy pick-up has already give up
It sits on blocks beneath that walnut tree
And the weeds have taken over out there in his garden
He loves to read but he can hardly see
Lord, how I’m gonna miss him when he’s gone
But he’s almost home