Title: How Many Bottles of Jack
Verse 1
Used to be the sound of little feet
Runnin’ through the hall just to jump on me
“Daddy’s home!” like I was some kind of hero
Now the house is quiet when I walk in
She’s got her headphones on, lost in friends
Those bedtime talks are fading into zero
Chorus
How many bottles of Jack will it take
To toast every joy and drown every ache?
From Band-Aids on knees to heartbreaks and dreams
Each phase of life takin’ a little of me
I’m proud, I’m scared, and I can’t hold her back
So tell me, Lord, how many bottles of Jack?
Verse 2
Used to cry for me when she scraped her skin
Now it’s makeup, mirrors, and who’s texting in
She’s grown a voice I barely recognize
First date dress and her mama’s heels
I fake a smile, but damn it’s real
Each mile she’s drivin’ pulls tears from my eyes
(Repeat Chorus)
Bridge
Now she’s packin’ her bags, headin’ outta state
I grip the wheel, try to hold my fate
One last hug, and she’s flyin’ free
And I’m just sittin’ on this porch swing
With an old bottle and some memories
Final Chorus
How many bottles of Jack will it take
To relive the laughs and accept what fate makes?
From lullabies sung to dorm room goodbyes
I’ll raise every glass to her wings when she flies
I’m proud, I’m scared, but I won’t hold her back
Just wonderin’ how many bottles of Jack
Outro
Yeah, how many bottles of Jack…
Before this old heart cuts me some slack?