My little boy came to me last night, he said
Daddy I wish I could drive that bid old truck just like you
You can stay up as long as you want
Watch TV all night long nobody tellin you what to do
I know I´m everything he just can´t wait to be
But if it was up to me

I´d drive my bike down the old dirt path
Hands in the air goin way too fast
Make the morning last all afternoon
In a tire swing over Beever Creek
Man that water was cold and deep
Lie on a bank and stare up into the blue
Well, son, I wanna be just like you.

He said then, when you gonna take me to work
I said, let´s stay home and dig in the dirt
Play tonka trucks and trade baseball cards
He wants to travel the world like me
I´d rather stay home climb a big old tree
Catch fireflies in mason jar
He´s just a breath away from standing in my shoes
But if I could stand in his, it´s what I´d do.

I´d drive my bike down the old dirt path
Hands in the air goin way too fast
Make the morning last all afternoon
Sit around and make up silly songs
Build sand castles all day long
Eat candy b
Well, son, I wanna be just like you.

I look down at him with a smile in my eyes