Ain’t My Daddy’s Town

Dirt on the casket
Flowers in a basket
Momma's there crying
Daddy's there lying
Preacher's saying something about
He' sin a better place now
But I'm still here same last name standing around

And this ain't my daddy's town no more
Somebody's gotta fill those boots he wore
And I ain't saying' I'm the man he was
But it's my turn to carry on what he loved
But this ain't my daddy's town no more

Gonna have to scoot the seat up
That old redford work truck
Take my mom out on a date
Make sure her bills aren't paid late
Cut the turkey at Christmas
Try not to tear up
And be tough as nails, strong as oak
Just like him I hope

'Cause this ain't my daddy's town no more
Somebody's gotta fill those boots he wore
And I ain't saying I'm the man he was
But it's my turn to carry on what he loved
But this ain't my daddy's town no more

When they carve my name up
On that old marble piece of stone
When my kids are standing in the rain
I hope they'll wanna say

That this ain't my daddy's town no more
Somebody's gotta fill those boots he wore
And I ain't saying I'm the man he was
But it's my turn to carry on what he loved
But this ain't my daddy's town no more

Dirt on the casket
Flowers in a basket
Momma's there crying
And daddy's there lying



Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Clawson, Jarren Johnston, Josh Abbott
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