Song Length |
2:59 |
Genre |
Country - Traditional |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
It bruised more than my ego when Dad glared at my black eye
He paid the bailiff three hundred bucks and said " You made your mother cry
Dad never finished high school but he earned the right to preach
He took a deep breath, shook his head and said these words to me
SON, I'M NOT PERFECT
I'M SURE I'LL NEVER BE
I JUST HOPE THAT SOMEDAY
YOU'LL TURN OUT BETTER THAN ME
I inherited his stubbornness and his wild streak
Just hours before he fell to the floor I'd said something cruel and mean
So I can't describe the guilt I felt when he passed with no goodbye
What he'd always said filled my head as I held his hand and cried
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
At graduation four months later, Mom pressed something in my hand
An envelope marked "college fund, for the chance I never had, Love Dad"
SO DAD I HOPE YOU'RE WATCHIN'
AND LIKIN' WHAT YOU SEE
I REALLY OWE SO MUCH TO YOU
THANKS FOR KNOWING WHAT I'D NEED
AND, LIKE YOU, I'M NOT PERFECT
BUT I STILL THINK YOU'D BE PLEASED
YOUR SACRIFICE ....CHANGED MY LIFE
NO ONE KNOWS THAT BETTER THAN ME
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