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There's an old man in a lazy boy
TV on a Western, fast asleep
Grey in his hair, at least what's left
But the heart of a lion, beatin' in his chest

And there's a little more slow in his go
A little less rock in his roll, these days

But I remember him ten feet tall and bulletproof
Throwin' me a ball in cowboy boots
A whistle and the dogs start runnin'
A whisper and Mama starts blushin'
A wrench in his hand and a beer in the other
God couldn't make a man any tougher
And that 'S' on his chest is startin' to fade
But I'll always remember him that way

I used to think, that he'd never get old
That kind of thing was for regular Joes
And he tries real hard, to put up a fight
But I guess time, is his kryptonite

'Cause I remember him ten feet tall and bulletproof
Throwin' me a ball in cowboy boots
A whistle and the dogs start runnin'
A whisper and Mama starts blushin'
A wrench in his hand and a beer in the other
God couldn't make a man any tougher
And that 'S' on his chest is startin' to fade
But I'll always remember him that way

And there's a little more slow in his go
A little less rock in his roll, these days

But I remember him ten feet tall and bulletproof
Throwin' me a ball in cowboy boots
A whistle and the dogs start runnin'
A whisper and Mama starts blushin'
A wrench in his hand and a beer in the other
God couldn't make a man any tougher
And that 'S' on his chest is startin' to fade
But there's somethings time can't erase
'Cause I'll always remember him that way
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There's an old man in a lazy boy
TV on a Western, fast asleep
Grey in his hair, at least what's left
But the heart of a lion, beatin' in his chest

And there's a little more slow in his go
A little less rock in his roll, these days

But I remember him ten feet tall and bulletproof
Throwin' me a ball in cowboy boots
A whistle and the dogs start runnin'
A whisper and Mama starts blushin'
A wrench in his hand and a beer in the other
God couldn't make a man any tougher
And that 'S' on his chest is startin' to fade
But I'll always remember him that way

I used to think, that he'd never get old
That kind of thing was for regular Joes
And he tries real hard, to put up a fight
But I guess time, is his kryptonite

'Cause I remember him ten feet tall and bulletproof
Throwin' me a ball in cowboy boots
A whistle and the dogs start runnin'
A whisper and Mama starts blushin'
A wrench in his hand and a beer in the other
God couldn't make a man any tougher
And that 'S' on his chest is startin' to fade
But I'll always remember him that way

And there's a little more slow in his go
A little less rock in his roll, these days

But I remember him ten feet tall and bulletproof
Throwin' me a ball in cowboy boots
A whistle and the dogs start runnin'
A whisper and Mama starts blushin'
A wrench in his hand and a beer in the other
God couldn't make a man any tougher
And that 'S' on his chest is startin' to fade
But there's somethings time can't erase
'Cause I'll always remember him that way
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Writer: Jonathan Singleton, Jessi Leigh Alexander, Erik Anderson, Luke Combs
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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