Verse 1 When I was just a little boy, He'd take me by the hand. Said, "Before you ever say a word, Show'em how you stand Grip their hand firm... Look 'em in the eye... Respect's worth more than money, And a man don't hide." Pre-Chorus He never preached. He never raised his voice. Just planted little seeds... That grew into sound advice... Chorus He said, "Every sunset asks a question... Did you give this day your best? If the answer's ever 'not quite, son,' Tomorrow do the rest. Life'll knock you down sometimes... Stand back up again. strenght ain't born in comfort... It's built by diggin' in." Verse 2 "Never let your truck run low on oil. Check the water too. If you take care of that old chevy... It'll take care of you. Little things folks overlook... Matter in the end. The way you treat what you've been given... Says a lot about the man." Verse 3 "When you pick her up on Friday night, Walk around and hold her door. Treat her like somebody's daughter... Like she's worth fighting for. But if she don't lean across that seat And unlock your side... Son, she ain't looking out for you... It's ok to say good-bye" Bridge These days... My hands look more like his. A little rough. A few more lines. Sometimes I catch myself repeatin what he taught me The very words He left behind. Final Chorus Now every sunset asks me... Did I give this day my best? If I know I could've given more... Tomorrow gets what's left. Life still knocks me down sometimes... I still get back again. Funny how a father's little lessons... Become the measure of a man. Son, these are the measures of a man...
