J. Michael Harter - Hard Call To Make lyrics

(Steve Seskin/Mark Alan Springer)

The umpire had got sick so he said he'd give it a try

So there was my dad,callin' them balls and strikes

I can still hear the crack of the bat

I never got a hold of one like that

I was roundin' second when the third base coach

Took a big chance and wave me home

I'm pretty sure the ball touched me before I touched the plate

But when it's your dad,that's a hard call to make

For the most part,I think I made him proud

But there was one night,I know I let him down

I had known them boys all my life

I should've known better then to take that ride

The county sherriff was a friend of his

Said that's why he was bringin' me in

He handed me the phone,said "Sorry son,everybody makes mistakes"

But when it's your dad,that's a hard call to make

It's not easy as wrong or right

It ain't always black and white

Life's a thousand shades of grey

He had a plan for just about everything

An' he'd it known that if this day ever came

That he had lived a good long life

And he had always fought a good fight

So when the doctor said,"It's up to you"

I knew what I had to do

I read the form picked up a pen and my hand began to shake

'Cause when it's your dad,that's a hard call to make

It's not as easy as wrong or right

It ain't always black and white

Life's a thousand shades of grey