The Call - John Anderson

I remember that old rotary phone

Momma sitting in the kitchen alone

Waiting for my daddy to check in

6 o clock right on the dot

Collect from some truck stop

She’d hear his voice and all was well again

Long distance didn’t matter

As long as she got… the call

18 and running wild

I sat there as the sheriff dialed

The phone rang in the middle of the night

I could hear the hurt in daddy’s voice

He said son you had a choice

And you know the difference 'tween wrong and right

And he said.

let this be a lesson

And I hope it wakes you up.

The Call

There’s calls you love to take.

And calls you hate to make

Some can cost a fortune

And some just pocket change

I got the call at 3 AM

The doctor said time to come on in

Your daddy’s here and he’s waiting in her room

I held her hand at the side of the bed

A million questions running through my head

Momma how do I live.

without you?

And she said.

only god has the answers

But you’ve got to make.

the call

There’s calls you love to take.

And calls you hate to make

Some can cost a fortune

And some just pocket change

Long distance didn’t matter

But you’ve got to make… the call