BOWLING FOR SOUP - Kevin Weaver lyrics

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Dear mom,

Did you get the disk I sent?

The one with all the songs we used to sing in the car?

Waylon, … Eagles, Kenny Rogers and Donna Summer

I hope it brings back the memories

Of good times we had together

Driving in the car to New Mexico

The Longest ride ever to Pennsylvania

…all the way with the windows down.

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And I hope you’re proud

I hope you see some good

In all the fucked up things I did

All the things you never understood.

I hope I made you proud,

And disappointments of the past

Are things we left back there forever

And we can move on together

While you live the rest of your days

And watch your grandkids play

And say, “I’m proud of you!”

Dear dad,

You managed to turn your life around

Five separate times that you were born.

But that’s not me just yet

Only twice so far, but I’m working on a third.

And I’m only half your age

And long props working against me

I’ve got five hundred more tattoos than you

I’ve broken 30 hundred more hearts than you

And as for the bottle, I say, “call that a drug!”

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But I hope you’re proud, you’re proud!

I hope you see some good

And all the fucked up things I did

All the things you never understood

I hope I made you proud

And the disappointments of the past

The things we left back there forever

And we can move on together

While you live the rest of your days

Watch your grandkids play and say,

“I’m proud of you!”

I almost lost my brother, in a car crash late last summer

Don’t know what I would have done without you

Never would have made it half this far without you

… you touch your little brother well!

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But I hope you’re proud, you’re proud!

I hope you see some good

And all the fucked up things I did

All the things you never understood

I’m so fucking proud

And the disappointments of the past

The things we left back there forever

And we can move on together

While you live the rest of your days

And we watch your grandkids play

Say, “I’m proud of you!”