[ti:Briefcase(feat. Lori McKenna)] [ar:Walker Hayes/Lori McKenna] [al:Country Stuff] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Briefcase(feat. Lori McKenna) - Walker Hayes/Lori McKenna [00:02.50]Composed by:Walker Hayes/Lori McKenna [00:05.01]I hated when dad picked up his briefcase [00:08.14]'Cause that meant that he was leavin' [00:10.90]But I loved the sound that his keychain made [00:13.58]When he got home in the evenin' [00:16.35]I was always sad mom was always mad [00:19.09]Most nights he showed up late [00:21.78]Set his briefcase down like it didn't weigh a pound [00:24.54]No I never understood the weight [00:28.53]But momma always left him a plate [00:32.73]Eighteen said I'ma be anythin' [00:35.59]But just like my old man [00:38.11]Sellin' houses to all those families [00:40.72]While his family sat at home missin' him [00:43.61]Got sick of playin' ball games watchin' [00:46.35]All the other dads watch their kids [00:49.22]So I picked up a guitar case [00:51.75]'Cause it wasn't square like his [00:55.89]Now I sound like him and I look like him [00:58.78]And I walk like him and I talk like him [01:01.38]And I try to make my wife laugh [01:03.73]When she's mad 'cause I love my job like him [01:06.81]Now I get it dad it's a jugglin' act [01:09.56]Between feedin' the kids and feedin' the dreams we chase [01:17.56]I guess a guitar doesn't fall too far from a briefcase [01:28.86]Well momma cleaned and daddy worked [01:31.33]And I learned to play the guitar [01:34.05]On mcgregor court that's how [01:36.22]We coped with all our broken hearts [01:39.69]I know I held it against him [01:42.01]Throwin' that baseball against his steps [01:45.12]But daddy never held it against me [01:47.68]'Cause I wasn't a father yet not yet [01:51.81]Now I sound like him and I look like him [01:54.60]And I walk like him and I talk like him [01:57.31]And I try to make my kids laugh [01:59.84]When they're sad and it's all my fault like him [02:02.68]Now I get it dad it's a jugglin' act [02:05.40]Between feedin' the kids and feedin' the dreams we chase [02:13.61]I guess a guitar doesn't fall too far from a briefcase [02:21.91]It's a blessing and a curse [02:24.45]In this case I carry around [02:27.17]Every time I pick it up my [02:29.72]Kids say daddy put it down [02:32.93]And I see me in them and I feel him in me [02:38.05]Like the cats in the cradle [02:40.81]And the apples in the trees [02:44.42]And I just smile when somebody says [02:49.06]That I sound like him and I look like him [02:51.86]And I walk like him and I talk like him [02:54.51]And I run to the father when [02:57.57]I hate nothin' at all like him [02:59.98]Yeah I get it dad it's a jugglin' act [03:02.72]Between feedin' the kids and feedin' the dreams we chase [03:10.88]I guess a guitar doesn't fall too far from the briefcase