He's got an old chair
It's got no seat
Cracked snow shoes and warped wooden skis
Hardcover books, pages all turned brown
My dad has a reason for everything he keeps around

So if you need something when times get hard
You can probably find it in my dad's yard
And if you need hope
If you're coming apart
You can surely find it in my dad's heart

You never really know just what might be in store
If you go in the barn and open boxes on the second floor
'Cause underneath the paper, crumpled up in balls
You might find a gem or you might find nothing at all
And that's the fun of it
It's that mystery
In all these things bearing other people's history
You can look at this stuff and wonder where it's been
Or you can pick it up and you can use it again

So if you need something when times get hard
You can probably find it in my dad's yard
And if you need hope
If you're coming apart
You can surely find it, in my dad's heart

He can see the beauty beneath the dust and the grime
He can see the potential, where the rest of us are blind
He will polish the gray until it shines clear blue
And if you know my dad, he won't give up on you

So if you need something when times get hard
You can probably find it in my dad's yard
And if you need hope
If you're coming apart
You can surely find it, in my dad's heart