My dad always wanted to visit Africa
A place, far away, yet so near
In his soul he could feel the connection
When he sang there were echoes he could hear

So glad I could make that journey for him
Maybe that's what sons sometimes do
Fulfill the wishes of their fathers
Making their dreams come true

There's a photo on the wall in the kitchen
I turn around and he's smiling down on me
I miss him, thank him, love him so
For showing me a way to be

Happily my ma's still with us
She turned 94 last yеar
Next week she plans to visit the Smithsonian
Shе's frail, though her mind is crystal clear

Sometimes I hear my dad's voice so clearly
Inside mine when I sing certain songs
And know my sisters recognize the sound
It's a family affair, so strong

There's a photo on the wall in the kitchen
I turn around and he's smiling down on me
And I miss him, thank him, love him so
For showing me a way to be
These words came to me after midnight
Finally I got up, took my guitar
From that picture hanging on the wall
Came a song falling like a star

There's a photo on the wall in the kitchen
I turn around and he's smiling down on me
I miss him, thank him, love him so
For showing me a way to be