Ben Burgess – Son of a Fireman Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I grew up
son of a fireman,
painting houses,
mowing lawns

All I wanted
was a better life,
for him and mama,
hell for us all

[Verse 2]
Yeah I was grinding,
I moved to California,
looking for that pot of gold

Then to Nashville,
me and a buddy,
wrote a song y’all know

By time that I made it,
was gone

[Chorus]
Now I buy him that by river
wake up morning and cast a line
I back that his driveway
only thing I guess I couldn’t buy,
was more time

[Verse 3]

I guess didn’t I,
ain’t just Egypt,
I was swimming in
The whole time,

I knew then,
I been,
back Dallas
By his side,

[Pre-Chorus]
I was grinding, whole time

[Chorus]
Now I buy him that by river
wake up morning and cast a line
I back that his driveway
only thing I guess I couldn’t buy,
was more time

I grew up,
son of a fireman,
painting houses,
mowing lawns