At 1 a.m., your child screams out, awakened by a storm.
Your husband keeps on sleeping as if he’d been chloroformed.
You trip on his work shoes as you go to calm her fright.
Daddies just aren’t daddies in the middle of the night.
Chorus
Between bedtime and sunrise, when a parent is required,
Your husband has a headache or is suddenly too tired.
It’s usually the mom who fumbles for the nearest light.
Daddies just aren’t daddies in the middle of the night.
Your child has got a fever and a case of stomach flu.
He had an accident, now it’s quarter after 2:00.
You change sheets and blankets long before it’s light.
Daddies just aren’t daddies in the middle of the night.
Repeat Chorus
When the 4:00 a.m. alarm sounds, you’re not sure that you’re alive.
Your child has got to catch a field trip bus that leaves at 5:00.
When you get stopped for speeding, you clutch your bathrobe tight.
Daddies just aren’t daddies in the middle of the night.
Repeat Chorus