Daddy's Lessons

[Verse] Daddy's old truck, covered in rust, Smell of oil and sweat, a bond of trust. With wrenches in hand, he'd say 'Son, you'll learn. Fix it up right, let the engine churn.' [Verse 2] Early mornings, out on the lake, Casting lines with every sunrise break. 'Patience,' he'd say, 'is the fisherman's creed,' In the silence of dawn, we'd plant that seed. [Chorus] Daddy's lessons carved in our bones, Grit and wisdom in those gravel tones. From cars to fishing and shooting guns, He made us stronger, made us Sons. [Verse 3] In the backwoods, rifle in hand, Steady aim and understand. ‘Respect the land, don't waste a life, Hunt with honor, hold that strife.’ [Verse 4] Covered in grease, covered in dirt, Dad's good advice sometimes hurt. ‘Hard work's a virtue, sweat and might, Earn your keep, sleep well at night.’ [Chorus] Daddy's lessons carved in our bones, Grit and wisdom in those gravel tones. From cars to fishing and shooting guns, He made us stronger, made us Sons.