He put his arms around her shoulder and with a voice that sounded olderHe said mom I got something on my mindNow I don’t want to bother you but I sure need to talk to youIf you could only spare a timeAnd mom I hope you undretsand how much I love and need youAnd I don’t want you to take this the wrong wayBut don’t you think I’m big enough and old enough and strong enoughTo play the games that daddys playMy friend Billy Parker’s dad came by today to see meAnd he wondered if I’d like to goWith him and Billy on a hike and maybe camp out overnightThe way I’ve seen ’em do in picture showsAnd there’s one thing I want to do and maybe if I ask him toHe’d sit and talk to me man to manWe’d only be gone overnight and I could find out what is likeTo play the games that daddys playShe quickly turned to hide the tears from her son of seven yearsHe didn’t know she’d read between the linesHe’d never really known his dad and although he’d never askedShe knew exactly what was on his mindShe searched my mind in desperation six long years of seperationDimmed the words she knew I had to sayI hope you’re never big enough or old enough or bold enoughTo play the games that daddys playI know you need and want his love but son you’re the victim ofAnother kind of game that daddys play