Hard Call to Make Lyrics

J. Michael Harter
Miscellaneous
Hard Call To Make
(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