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There's an old man in a la-z-boy
Tv on a western, fast asleep
Gray in his hair, at least what's left
But the heart of a lion beating in his chest.
And there's a little more slow in his go
A little less rock in his roll these days.
But I remember him ten-feet tall and bulletproof
Throwing me a ball in cowboy boots
A whistle and the dogs start running
A whisper and mama starts blushing
A wrench in his hand and a beer in the other
God couldn't make a man any tougher
And that 's' on his chest is starting to fade
But I'll always remember him that way.
I used to think that he'd never get old
That kind of thing was for regular joes
And he tries real hard to put up a fight
But I guess time is his kryptonite.
'cause I remember him ten-feet tall and bulletproof
Throwing me a ball in cowboy boots
A whistle and the dogs start running
A whisper and mama starts blushing
A wrench in his hand and a beer in the other
God couldn't make a man any tougher
And that 's' on his chest is starting to fade
But I'll always remember him that way.
There's a little more slow in his go
A little less rock in his roll these days.
But I remember him ten-feet tall and bulletproof
Throwing me a ball in cowboy boots
A whistle and the dogs start running
A whisper and mama starts blushing
A wrench in his hand and a beer in the other
God couldn't make a man any tougher
Yeah, that 's' on his chest is starting to fade
But there's some things time can't erase
'cause I'll always remember him that way.
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