You are the man who taught me cars
The man who worked with his hands
You are the man behind the waffles I gorge on
You are the man behind the roaring truck engine


Waking up early to support me and my siblings
You are the man who smells of oil and grease
After spending a Saturday afternoon fixing your truck
The man playing your country and old rock music
Simply because it’s good music
The man who stays true to himself
Regardless of what people try to make you
The one who showed me hard work pays off
The one who showed me my passion
The one who taught me to follow my dreams
The man I hope to grow up to be
You are the man I call dad.