Lyrics

Every Other Friday
By: Leslie Alexander, Linda Koehl© Paffe Music Co (BMI) Milagritos Music (ASCAP)

Every other Friday
We had a standing date
He’d pick me up in his Ford truck
He was never late

He’d grab my suitcase
And my hand
We’d be on our way
Every Other Friday

He’d turn on the radio
And he never every song
He taught me melody and words
So I could sing along

He told me little stories
And I would tell him mine
All those miles and years ago
Bring memories to my mind

Every other Friday
We had a standing date
He’d pick me up in his Ford truck
He was never late

He’d grab my suitcase
And my hand
We’d be on our way
Every Other Friday

He had his life
And I had mine
With not much time to share
But oh how much he cared for me
All those roads we traveled
Were paved with so much love
When I count my blessings
I thank God above for Dad and…

Every other Friday
We had a standing date
He’d pick me up in his Ford truck
He was never late

He’d grab my suitcase
And my hand
We’d be on our way
Every Other Friday
Thank you Dad for every other Friday