Once I had a fortune ridin' on the shoe
Of a field goal kicker from LSU
I never broke a sweat, [bad word]  it was just a bet

Now, I've climbed mountains and jumped from planes
Even played chicken with a couple trains
Lord, I've been a fool, I still kept my cool

I don't mind admittin' this heart of mine
Starts to pound thinkin' 'bout

The day my son starts askin' me
All about my history
The things I don't want him to know
The , the [bad word] and rock n' roll

Or the first time I watched my daughter
Climb in some boy's car as I holler
Honey, don't be late
I swallow hard while they drive away
How sad my life without my wife would be
Now that scares me

This mornin' while [bad word] my hair
I found a few stray grays in there
And I laughed out loud, I guess I ain't that proud

Some people are afraid to die
But me and Jesus get along alright
I'll be okay 'cause my Judgment Day will be

The day my son starts askin' me
All about my history
The things I don't want him to know
The , the [bad word]  and rock n' roll

On the night I walked my daughter
Down the aisle in a stiff white collar
Just to hear them say
"Who gives this girl away"
And leave her standin' while I find my seat
Now that scares me

The things I don't want them to know
The , the [bad word]  and rock n' roll
And the day they call another house their home
I'm hopin' they find everything that they need
How sad my life without my wife would be
Now that scares me, oh, that scares me