There's an old man in a lazy boy TV on a westerner, fast asleep Gray in his hair, at least what's left But the heart of a lion beating in his chest
And there's a little more slow in his go Little less rock in his roll these days
But I remember him ten-feet tall and bulletproof Throwing me a ball in cowboy boots A whistle and the dogs start running A whisper and mama starts blushing
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 starting 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 Joe 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 Throwing me a ball in cowboy boots A whistle and the dogs start running A whisper and mama starts blushing
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 starting 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 Throwing me a ball in cowboy boots A whistle and the dogs start running A whisper and mama starts blushing
A wrench in his hand and a beer in the other God couldn't make a man any tougher Yeah, that "S" on his chest is starting to fade But there's some things time can't erase 'Cause I'll always remember him that way