I'm sorry for the lonely times I wasn't even there
With my thimble full of whiskey and my pocket full of air
There goes my sweetest daughter, there goes my reason why
Every day feels like a new goodbye

Our quiet town, our little world, the way we lived our lives
I was once the sun and stars, a hero in her eyes
But she was stronger all along and it makes me wanna cry
That every day feels like a new goodbye

A man can work his whole life through and never think to change
Or fret about the future 'til it's like a roaring train
Now there goes my sweetest daughter and I see her with new eyes
When every day feels like a new goodbye
Every day feels like a new goodbye

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Writer(s): John B Leventhal, Rosanne Cash