One Suitcase, One Accordion

[Verse 1]

The bus leaves at a quarter after six

And my father's standing there with both hands full

He put my case up in the belly of the thing

And then he stood back like a man who's being pulled

He says, you call me Sunday, and I said I will

He says, you play like it's your grandfather's name

He didn't say the part where he's afraid