J. Michael Harter - Hard Call To Make Lyrics

(Steve Seskin/Mark Alan Springer) The umpire had got sick so he said he'd give it a try So there was my dad,callin' them balls and strikes I can still hear the crack of the bat I never got a hold of one like that I was roundin' second when the third base coach Took a big chance and wave me home I'm pretty sure the ball touched me before I touched the plate But when it's your dad,that's a hard call to make For the most part,I think I made him proud But there was one night,I know I let him down I had known them boys all my life I should've known better then to take that ride The county sherriff was a friend of his Said that's why he was bringin' me in He handed me the phone,said "Sorry son,everybody makes mistakes" But when it's your dad,that's a hard call to make It's not easy as wrong or right It ain't always black and white Life's a thousand shades of grey He had a plan for just about everything An' he'd it known that if this day ever came That he had lived a good long life And he had always fought a good fight So when the doctor said,"It's up to you" I knew what I had to do I read the form picked up a pen and my hand began to shake 'Cause when it's your dad,that's a hard call to make It's not as easy as wrong or right It ain't always black and white Life's a thousand shades of grey