(Jenny Yates, Garth Brooks)



The dining room fell silent

I can't believe what I just said

I just told my dad he's full of it

And I watched his face turn red

And I should've said, "I'm sorry"

But I matched him shout for shout

I can still hear that screen door slammin'

The night I called him out



He said, "Son it's gonna hurt me more than it hurts

you"

But somehow I couldn't help but have my doubts

'Cause I'd seen my own dear brothers crawl back in

the house

Each time they called the old man out



Fist to fist and eye to eye

Standin' toe to toe

He would've let me walk away

But I just would not let it go

Years of my frustration

Had let me to this night

Now he'll pay for all the times that he's been right



He said, "Son it's gonna hurt me more than it hurts

you"

But somehow I couldn't help but have my doubts

'Cause I'd seen my own dear brothers crawl back in

the house

Each time they called the old man out



It was over in a minute

That's when I realized

The blood came from my mouth and nose

But the tears came from his eyes

And in memory of that fateful night

I know the greatest pain was his

And I just pray some day I'm half the man he is



He said, "Son it's gonna hurt me more than it hurts

you"

But somehow I couldn't help but have my doubts

'Cause I'd seen my own dear brothers crawl back in

the house

Each time they called the old man out



Just like my own dear brothers

I crawled back in the house

The night I called the old man out