Recently the topic has come up of sad songs and a few here have been posting -which got me thinking this one certainly does it for me. 
Another one is "Old Man, by Neil Young" Although I am unable to find the lyrics it. In my cd Neil portrays it different then how I interpret it anyway, but to me it's just the same.

Artist: Harry Chapin
Song: Cat's In The Cradle

My child arrived just the other day,

He came to the world in the usual way.

But there were planes to catch, and bills to pay.

He learned to walk while I was away.

And he was talking 'fore I knew it, and as he grew,

He'd say, "I'm gonna be like you, dad.

You know I'm gonna be like you."

 

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,

Little boy blue and the man in the moon.

"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,

But we'll get together then.

You know we'll have a good time then."

 

My son turned ten just the other day.

He said, "Thanks for the ball, dad, come on let's play.

Can you teach me to throw?" I said, "Not today,

I got a lot to do." He said, "That's ok."

And he walked away, but his smile never dimmmed,

Said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah.

You know I'm gonna be like him."

 

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,

Little boy blue and the man in the moon.

"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,

But we'll get together then.

You know we'll have a good time then."

 

Well, he came from college just the other day,

So much like a man I just had to say,

"Son, I'm proud of you. Can you sit for a while?"

He shook his head, and he said with a smile,

"What I'd really like, dad, is to borrow the car keys.

See you later. Can I have them please?"

 

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,

Little boy blue and the man in the moon.

"When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,

But we'll get together then, dad.

You know we'll have a good time then."

 

I've long since retired and my son's moved away.

I called him up just the other day.

I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind."

He said, "I'd love to, dad, if I could find the time.

You see, my new job's a hassle, and the kid's got the flu,

But it's sure nice talking to you, dad.

It's been sure nice talking to you."

And as I hung up the phone, it occurred to me,

He'd grown up just like me.

My boy was just like me.

 

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,

Little boy blue and the man in the moon.

"When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,

But we'll get together then, dad.

You know we'll have a good time then."

 

Hi Tea

 

That is a sad song and has always gotten to me.

Thanks for posting it

megan

Tea, This songs make me reflect on my relationship with my father whenever I hear it. The fixer / codi in me couldn't help but look for you. Bob NEIL YOUNG LYRICS "Old Man" Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. Old man look at my life, Twenty four and there's so much more Live alone in a paradise That makes me think of two. Love lost, such a cost, Give me things that don't get lost. Like a coin that won't get tossed Rolling home to you. Old man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you I need someone to love me the whole day through Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that's true. Lullabies, look in your eyes, Run around the same old town. Doesn't mean that much to me To mean that much to you. I've been first and last Look at how the time goes past. But I'm all alone at last. Rolling home to you. Old man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you I need someone to love me the whole day through Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that's true. Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. Bob

Bob, How kind of you -Thank you.

The reason I got thinking along these lines was someone asked for a sad song to let a good cry out with -these got me thinking.

Artist: Billy Currington Song: Walk A Little Straighter Lyrics: I remember looking up To look up to him And I remember most the time He wasn't there I'd be waiting at the door When he got home at night He'd pass me by to go to pass out in his chair And I'd say Walk a little straighter daddy You're swaying side to side You're footsteps make me dizzy And no matter how I try I keep tripping and stumbling If you'd look down here you'd see Walk a little straighter daddy You're leading me He stumbled in the gym On graduation day And I couldn't help but feel So ashamed And I wasn't surprised a bit When he didn't stay He stumbled out before they called my name And I thought Walk a little straighter daddy You're swaying side to side It's not just me who's watching you've caught everybody's eye And you're tripping and stumbling and even though I've turned 18 Walk a little straighter daddy You're still leading me The old mans still like he always was But I love him anyway If I've learned one thing from him Its my kids will never have to say Walk a little straighter daddy You're swaying side to side You're footsteps make me dizzy And no matter how I try I keep tripping and stumbling if you'd look down here you'd see Walk a little straighter daddy You're leading me Yeah walk a little straighter daddy You're leading me

Whiskey Lullaby Lyrics
Artist(Band):Brad Paisley

She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night

He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby

La la la la la la la la...La la la la la la la laaaa...
La la la la la la la la...La la la la la la la laaaa...

The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night

She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away his memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees
We found her with her face down in the pillow
Clinging to his picture for dear life
We laid her next to him beneath the willow
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby

La la la la la la la la...La la la la la la laaaa...
La la la la la la la la...La la la la la la laaaa...
La la la la la la la la...La la la la la la laaaa...
La la la la la la la la...La la la la la la laaaa...

((((((((Tea, Bob, Kis & Christy)))))))))) Heck, now I am really bawling . . . . you've hit all of them.

Maria

How Do You Get That Lonely
Blaine Larsen

It was just another story printed on the second page
Underneath the Tiger's football score
It said he was only eighteen, a boy about my age
They found him face down on his bedroom floor

There'll be services on Friday at the Lawrence Funeral Home
Then out on Mooresville highway, they'll lay him 'neath a stone...

How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad
To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all
Is better than the life that you had
How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go
How do you get that lonely... and nobody know's?

Did his girlfriend break up with him, did he buy or steal that gun?
Did he lose a fight with drugs or alcohol?
Did his Mom and Daddy forget to say I love you son?
Did no one see the writing on the wall?

I'm not blamin' anybody, we all do the best we can
I know hindsight's 20/20, but I still don't understand...

(Repeat Chorus)

It was just another story printed on the second page
Underneath the Tiger's football score...