He's Spider-Man in Walmart boots and a camouflage hat With a baby blue Zebco that gets hung up every cast He thinks he's learning fishing from the man that taught Bill Dance And I think as I untangle it and put it in his hands
I hope he never finds out that I didn't hang the moon And I've never scared a monster out the closet in his room One day between him leavin' home and drivin' on my knee Maybe I'll finally be the man he sees in me
He waves that blanket like the checkered flag pullin' off the interstate With a Happy Meal cup held high like I won the big race When we get home, his mind is blown when I untie his shoes And he smiles and says, "Daddy, there ain't nothin' you can't do"
Well, I hope he never finds out that I didn't hang the moon And I've never scared a monster out the closet of his room Some day between him leavin' home and drivin' on my knee But maybe I'll finally be the man he sees in me
Well, I know he's gonna find out that I didn't hang the moon And there never was a monster in the closet of his room Some day when he's drivin' home with his son on his knee Well, I hope he's tryna be the man he sees in me