[ Featuring the Pines ]
There are millions of men writing songs the world will never hear
Down in their basements surrounded by music gear
Oh my daddy, he was one of those guys
He used to stay up late practicing licks till there were stars in the sky
Oh but no one ever got to hear one of his tunes
Except for me, my brother, and my ma, in the livin' room
And that's why the world should hear this one
Because my daddy he wrote this song
I used to hear him playing it down in the basement, when I was out on the lawn
He used to show me a couple chords
He would smile when I could sing the words
As we were sitting up in the front seat of that truck, with the tape deck on
Yeah my daddy, he wrote this song
I remember the day my daddy brought home my first guitar
When he strapped it around my neck it hung down way too far
Oh I felt so proud, and he looked the same
And then he said "Son, forget about playing covers. Let the world know your name!"
And that's why the world should hear this one
Because my daddy he wrote this song
I used to hear him playing it down in the basement, when I was out on the lawn
He used to show me a couple chords
He would smile when I could sing the words
As we were sitting up in the front seat of that truck, with the tape deck on
Yeah my daddy, he wrote this song
And If I could see him one more time this is what I'd say
(This is what I'd say)
As we sat down on the basement sofa at the end of a heavenly day
Well daddy you remember that old song?
Now they all know that you wrote that one
I even sang it in a stadium once, for 10,000 and one
They all smiled when I played the chords
They all cried when I sang the words
Oh it brought them all right down to our basement
And out on our lawn
Now they know you wrote this one
Yeah my daddy, he wrote this song
