Them Wrangler jeans, Copenhagen ring
Daddy packed one every morning
He paid the bills, working in the field
Tired as hell, but he didn’t show it
Always putting food on the table
Making sure we were able to live a damn good life
Back when I was kid, I admired he
as I get older I find
He that service
a hard working
my cry
to was on mind
without
Wouldn’t to down
to no
brother I’m you
He a lot he did
I everything he didn’t do
Yeah, he spent the time teaching to drive
That ‘ole five speed Chevrolet
to out in the yard
on my baseball swing
Watching him, I’m betting that he
Those were I’d to get by
when I look back in my mind
He that service
a hard working
my cry
to was on mind
without
Wouldn’t to down
to no
brother I’m you
He a lot he did
I everything he didn’t do
one for dressing up
I know he will someday
round that dirt and stone
And hear that preacher say
He that service
a hard working
my cry
to was on mind
without
Wouldn’t to down
to no
brother I’m you
He a lot he did
I everything he didn’t do
From he didn’t do
