You want to grow up to paint houses like me, a
trailer in my yard till you're 23

You want to be old after 42 years, keep dropping
the hammer and grinding the gears

Well, I used to go out in a Mustang, a 302 Mach
One in green.

Me and your Mama made you in the back and I sold
it to buy her a ring.

And I learned not to say much of nothing and I
figured you already know

but in case you don抰 or maybe forgot, I抣l lay
it out real nice and slow

Don抰 call what your wearing an outfit. Don抰
ever say your car is broke.

Don抰 worry about losing your accent, a Southern
Man tells better jokes.

Have fun but stay clear of the needle. Call home
on your sister抯 birthday.

Don抰 tell them you抮e bigger than Jesus,
don抰 give it away.

Six months in a St. Florian foundry, they call it
Industrial Park.

Then hospital maintenance and Tech School just to
memorize Frigidaire parts.

But I got to missing your Mama and I got to
missing you too.

So I went back to painting for my old man and I
guess that抯 what I抣l always do

So don抰 try to change who you are boy, and
don抰 try to be who you ain抰.

And don抰 let me catch you in Kendale with a
bucket of wealthy-man抯 paint.

Don抰 call what your wearing an outfit. Don抰
ever say your car is broke.

Don抰 sing with a fake British accent. Don抰
act like your family抯 a joke.

Have fun, but stay clear of the needle, call home
on your sister抯 birthday.

Don抰 tell them you抮e bigger than Jesus,
Don抰 give it away.

Don抰 give it away