Tim Ponzek - Poor Old Doubting Thomas

Old Thomas lives alone in two rooms above his garage
Fixing other people's problems, sometimes his '68 Dodge
He found Claire stranded one summer day, when her car just up and stopped
Two weeks later when she kissed him, her car ran just like a top

In the fall when they married, the whole town talked & they agreed
Claire was much too young and pretty, Thomas, too old and too naive
Claire was seen with a man at the movie show, then again at the ice cream stand
Thomas would not believe a word of it, even after the trouble began

Poor old doubting Thomas reasoned away every broken promise
He won't let the truth come out, he prefers the benefit of the doubt
If he won't listen to idle gossip, then he's not really being dishonest
He suspects the truth is something he can't use
Poor old doubting Thomas
When the baby was born, he just assumed the boy was his
Still Claire went on a rampage, crying, "I'm not ready for this"
With the baby in his car, he drove over to his sister's place
There his son was raised
Still Claire couldn't stay
Poor old doubting Thomas

Sometimes in quiet moments, when there's whiskey in his glass
He's staring at the shadows, I know he's thinking of his past
Those times I try to reach him to see if he knows what's really true
But when a man doubts the facts of his life; there's only so much his son can do

Poor Old Doubting Thomas reasoned away every broken promise
He won't let the truth come out, he prefers the benefit of the doubt
If he won't listen to idle gossip, then he's not really being dishonest
He suspects the truth is something he can't use
Poor old doubting Thomas
Poor old doubting Thomas

Written by:
Tim Ponzek

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