He's Mine

Old man knocked on my front door
With a teenage boy and a couple more from up the road
He had him by the collar
Said he caught him shootin'beer bottles
Down in the holler and somkin'
I said is that right

He said,they won't speak when spoken to

So which one here belongs to you
And I know one does
Cause they all started runnin' to your back forty
When they saw me comin' on my gator

I look in the eye

And I said, He's mine that one

Got a wild-hair side and them some

There's no surprise what He's done

He's ever last bit of my old man's son

If you knew me then
There 'd be no question in your mind

You'd know he's mine- yeah he is

Friday night the football games
I was livin' for the speakers to call the name

On the back of number thirty-seven
Just one Forty-five
And five foot eleven - maybe

Limelight barely shined on hime

But everyone still remember when
He whooped up on that boy way bigger
For thinkin' that cheap shot our little kicker

And they threw him out

Man, you should've, you should've hear me shot
I yelled he's mine that one

Got a wild-hair side and then some

There's No surprise what he's done

He's every last last bit of my old man's son
And I'll take the blame
And claim him every time

Yeah man, he's mine and he'll always be

The best thing that ever happened to me
You can't turn it off like electricity

I will love him unconditionally

And I'll take the blame
And claim him every time

Yes, sir he's mine

Thank god , he's mine