That's My Dad

That’s my dad
Third from the left, second row
With a smile on his face and a hole in his heart
Where a dad of his own should go
And a hardworking mom raising his big brother and him
The best way she knows
But he’s gonna figure it out
'Cause that’s my dad
That’s my dad
Kneeling underneath the old oak tree
Sayin' «God, you know I’m a mess
And that girl would be the best gift you could ever give me»
Now he fixes cars, sings and picks a guitar
Does whatever it takes to get the ends to meet
Soft heart and calloused hands
That’s my dad
I watched him make mistakes and I heard him say «I'm sorry»
And I watched him make a stranger feel like a good friend
And if you ask he’ll be the first to say he’s far from perfect
But still if you ask me who my hero’s always been…
That’s my dad
That’s my dad