One day I opened up an old and dusty drawer
Little rusty piece of steel fell out on the floor
As I went to pick it up my memory came back strong
It was daddy's pocket knife
he carried for so long
As I held that rusty piece of steel there in my hand
My thoughts wandered back to that hard working man
An old piece of steel worn out cattle bone
Daddy's pocket knife,
well it's finally
made at home
Probably bought it years ago at the angle hardware store
Come home from work every day his fingers cracking sore
Me and my son sat up on my knee
Let me tell you an old tale about the way
things used to be
As I held that rusty piece of steel there
in my hand
My thoughts wandered back to that hard working man
An old piece of steel worn
out cattle bone
Daddy's pocket knife,
it's finally made at
home
Tear fell from my eye on that dreadful day
Held that blade in my hands no words left to say
When his time on earth was near he placed it in that drawer
And one day his son would find it and carry it once more
As I held that rusty piece of steel there in my hand
My thoughts wandered back to that hard working man
An old piece of steel worn out cattle bone
Daddy's pocket knife,
well it's finally made
at home