A miracle too late
Why do I strive to be a better man than my father?
Because I feel alone to him, because I cannot be my brother..
We can talk and talk and never work things out
All he seeks is praise from others, such a shame I want to shout
The man that made me is so blind to see
I am nothing like him, but I am me!
Oh I tried for years just to get along
But it always ends in a country sad song
Most men would have been so proud of things I've done
I'm a man's man, not a wimpy ass clown!
Oh I love woman, beer, and yes even Nascar!
But I put on a suit to work, Integrity I will go far!
Parenting, yes I now a thing or two
I've raised 6 not of my own, even purchased their shoes
They had no dad, and I was a welcome sign
Stood proud in front of them, covering their behinds
That is how I go about my day
Giving them loving, attention, showing them the right way
Yes their are days, my kids aren't good enough for you
But the time you spend with them is really way too few
When your oldest son died, I also lost my brother
I loved him probably more than you, he was like no other
So I understand why it is our relationship will never get closer
I am who I am dad, just looking for my father!
