Hurry Home

He's been sittin' by the phone since she left

But it's time for work and he just can't be late

So he grabs his old guitar

And he plays a couple bars on the machine

Then, he softly sings

It doesn't matter what you've done, I still love you

It doesn't matter where you've been, you can still come home

And honey, if it's you, we've got a lot of makin' up to do

And I can't hug you on the phone, so hurry home

Well, the message light was blinkin' when he got back

It was an old friend callin', 'cause he just heard the news

He said "Man, I hope you find her,"

"If I see her, I'll remind her that her Daddy's worried,"

"And wantin' her to know"

It doesn't matter what you've done, I still love you

It doesn't matter where you've been, you can still come home

And honey, if it's you, we've got a lot of makin' up to do

And I can't hug you on the phone, so hurry home

Well, the days dragged by without a word from her

And it looked like she might not be comin' back

People said "Man, don't you think it's time to take that old message off?

He said "No, you never know when she might call"

She was just outside a bar in New York City

Her so-called friends had left her all alone

She was scared he wouldn't want her

But she dialed up that old number and let it ring

And then she heard him sing

It doesn't matter what you've done, I still love you

It doesn't matter where you've been, you can still come home

And honey, if it's you, we've got a lot of makin' up to do

And I can't hug you on the phone, so hurry home

He walked in just in time to hear her say

"Dad, I'm on my way"