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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 SongtexteMake 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 Aus Songtexte Mania