He smiled like any other day as I walked into his room He said hey son, how ya doin, have you seen Sue? It's funny what's important when his memory starts to roam And mostly he just talks of going home Yesterday he took five bullets backs in Vietnam This morning over coffee he don't know who I am By the son have you seen Sue is she still all alone But mostly he just talks of going home So I drive him down the back roads in his old pickup truck We turn down Georgia Avenue by the house where he grew up And every time we pass Jacks Cafe big ol' tears fill up his eyes He says that's where I met Sue and asked her to be my wife You can take me back now I know you've got things to do I didn't catch your name son how do I know you It breaks my heart to watch my Dad as his mind comes and goes But he's all there when he talks of going home So I drive him down the back roads in his old pickup truck We turn down Georgia Avenue by the house where he grew up And every time we pass Jacks Cafe tears fill up his eyes He says that's where I met my Sue and asked her to be my wife He always asks me, have you seen Sue