remember him that way

Luke Combs

There s an old man in a La-Z-Boy
TV on a Western, fast asleep
Grey in his hair, at least what s left
But the heart of a lion, beatin 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
Throwin me a ball in cowboy boots
A whistle and the dogs start runnin
A whisper and Mama starts blushin
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 startin to fade
But I ll always remember him that way

I used to think, that he d never g?t old
That kind of thing was for regular Joes
And he tri?s real hard, to put up a fight
But I guess time, is his kryptonite

Cause I remember him ten feet tall and bulletproof
Throwin me a ball in cowboy boots
A whistle and the dogs start runnin
A whisper and Mama starts blushin
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 startin to fade
But I ll always remember him that way

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
Throwin me a ball in cowboy boots
A whistle and the dogs start runnin
A whisper and Mama starts blushin
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 startin to fade
But there s somethings time can t erase
Cause I ll always remember him that way