Alba s touto skladbou:
Southern Voice,
He was thinking back when he was a kid
His folks were divorced
His old man high on something
Came knocking at the door
His mama wouldn't talk to him
She said boy dontcha let him in
She was cussing and pacing and wasting her life
On that linoleum floor
He took him back to his old apartment
Turned off the TV
His beautiful broken hero on the couch
Passed out asleep
And he put 'em to bed
With tears in his eyes
He said dad I love you, Goodbye
He headed out into the night
Seventeen years old
Fired up that rusty old pickup
Turned his collar to the cold
And he headed back to mama's place
Ready for his big escape
And he tiptoed up the stairs and left a note
In the cover's fold
It said mom I wish I could wave a wand
And make you smile again
Bring back the man who stole your heart
'fore the demons got to him
If I stay here any longer
Something sacreds gonna die
He said mom I love you, Goodbye
Took a lot of wrong turns on the road
Finding his life
By the grace of God he ended up
With a little boy and a wife
And the phone call came from his sister
It was that old familiar pain
His mother was at the doorstep
Of heaven's pure white light
At the end of the service
His father came up to him
Clear eyed and sober now he said
Boy Jesus took my sins
And I pray someday maybe you'll forgive me too
With tears in his eyes
He said son I love you, Goodbye
His plane touched down in Texas
He pulled out his phone
Dialed in the number, got the machine
Of his old man's home
He said dad we got an extra room
And your grandson has your eyes
Couldn't say anything else
Cause he started to cry
And he choked out dad I love you, Goodbye
Dad I love you, Goodbye
