my old man

he was a giant

and i was just a kid

i was always trying

to do everything he did

i can still remember every lesson he taught me

growing up learning how to be like my old man

he was a lion

we were our father's pride

but i was defiant

when he made me walk the line

he knew how to lift me up

and when to let me fall

looking back

he always had a plan

my old man

my old man

feel the callous on his hands

and dusty overalls

my old man

now i finally understand

i have a lot to learn

from my old man

my old man

i know one day we'll meet again

as he's looking down

my old man

i hope he's proud of who i am

i'm trying to fill the boots of my old man