Whistle Before the Key

I've got a stubborn head and a penchant for wrong I can't see a mirror without finding something wrong I used to call my friends and talk about nothin' at all The only thing I hate worse than myself is your mother Dad whistled before the key So the dark knew who it would be I thought tired men came home singing I know better now than then Dad whistled before the key Tonight that tune comes home through me Got your mother's eyes and the world's not gonna know Every time I see 'em It reminds me she's not home And if you grow up singing Boy Make sure you do it soft It's just the little whispers that keep it from falling apart Dad whistled before the key So the dark knew who it would be I thought tired men came home singing I know better now than then Dad whistled before the key Tonight that tune comes home through me