Verse 1 I hated grease and engines, never cared for a car,Spent my days buildin' houses, workin' hard where we are,But that boy couldn't help it, always under a hood,Turnin' bolts and chasin' horsepower any chance he could. Though he loved workin' on cars and gettin' his hands black,He still followed my footsteps down a contractor's track, He was ten years old with his head in the clouds,Talkin' 'bout bridges and the way machines worked out,His mama'd just smile and say, "Lord, he's yours,"I'd laugh and say, "No, he's got your dreams for sure." I taught him how to work, how to turn a wrench,How to read blueprints and measure every inch,But every time I'd think he'd finally settle down,He'd be sketchin' new ideas all around this town. Chorus I'd shake my head and say,"That boy is gone."Chasin' sunsets, singin' some different song.Never could hold him, never could make him stay,The harder I'd pull, the more he'd drift away. But standin' here watchin' those taillights at dawn,I finally see I was wrong.He ain't runnin' from where he's from...That boy is gone. Verse 2 Years rolled by through college and different trades,A hundred big projects and a thousand late days,He'd come back wiser, then leave again,Knowin' a little more than he'd known back then. Could build a house, wire up a room,Design a system and make it all work smooth,But every dream he'd chase would lead to bigger plans,And I'd wonder if I'd ever understand. Then he brought home a girl I didn't expect,Didn't fit our ways if I'm bein' correct,And Lord knows we stumbled for a year or two,Till somehow she became family too. Chorus And I'd shake my head and say,"That boy is gone."Still chasin' sunsets, singin' some different song.Never could hold him, never could make him stay,The harder I'd pull, the more he'd drift away. But standin' here watchin' those taillights at dawn,I finally see I was wrong.He ain't runnin' from where he's from...That boy is gone. Bridge Now my wife's on the porch holdin' back tears,That little girl's laughin' in my ears,And this house feels fuller than it has in years,Because they gave us somethin' while they were here. He's got his mama's heart,And he's got my hands.Still tryin' to find his place in this land.Maybe some folks ain't meant to put down roots,Maybe they're meant to carry 'em wherever they choose. Final Chorus So I won't say,"That boy is gone."Like he's leavin' us behind when he moves on.'Cause every lesson learned and every road he's knownBrought him right back home. And if tomorrow calls him somewhere beyond,I'll be proud when he's movin' on.'Cause no matter how far he may roam... That boy is my son. Yeah, he's got his mama's dreams,And he's got my name.And after all these years,I wouldn't change a thing.


