I always obeyed my dad, now he says to me "Get Out"
It was the end of December, and it was very cold
I was only fourteen when I heard those words
Very immature, I was more like eleven years old



What could I do? I didn't want to "Get Out"
But it was his house, and he made the rules
There was a big snow outside, and 
Since it was Sunday I was out of school

 

My dad was a good man, but lately there was a change
Oh he never beat me before, but now things weren't the same
I continued to lay there, because I didn't want to go
Little did I know the wheels of justice turn slow

 

My mother said leave him alone
He gave her a different kind of look
Said to her this is my house
I make the rules, and we go by the book

 

Little did I know what he meant
When he said we go by the book
But I knew I was in trouble
When he gave me the same look

 

I stayed in bed, and fell back to sleep
Suddenly off came the covers
As a switch hit my back, and legs
Dad said I told you to
"Get Out"
Of that bed, and get ready for Church

 

I told you my dad had changed
Since he got Religion, and followed the "Bible" book 
All of us had to
"Get Out"
Of bed on Sunday morning
And go to Church 



©James Sanders
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