Verse 1
Boots by the door before daylight,
Road map folded on the seat,
Single dad with three young boys,
Workin’ hard to make ends meet.
We stayed back livin’ with Mom,
While he chased paychecks and miles,
Long goodbyes in dusty driveways,
Gone for months at a time.
Chorus
He gave us more than money,
More than roofs and food,
He gave us grit and backbone,
Showed us how a man stays true.
He missed a lot of moments,
But he never missed the mark,
A father’s sacrifice leaves a flame,
That burns inside your heart.
Verse 2
He never met a stranger,
Every town felt like a friend,
From back-road bars to truck stop lights,
He fit right in with them.
Handshake strong, smile easy,
Stories passed around like beer,
Even miles away from home,
You could feel him near.
Chorus
He gave us more than money,
More than roofs and food,
He gave us grit and backbone,
Showed us how a man stays true.
He missed a lot of moments,
But he never missed the mark,
A father’s sacrifice leaves a flame,
That burns inside your heart.
Bridge
Three boys watchin’ from a distance,
Learnin’ strength ain’t always loud,
Sometimes love wears worn-out boots,
And does its best, unbowed.
If I ever walk his footsteps,
I’ll remember what I saw—
You don’t have to be there daily,
To teach your sons it all.
Final Chorus
He gave us more than money,
Gave us his last ounce of strength,
Every mile he put between us,
Measured love in road-worn length.
Now we stand as grown men,
Carryin’ his name with pride,
Three sons built by sacrifice,
With his lessons by our side.
Outro
So here’s to the man on the highway,
Under neon lights and stars,
A single dad who never met a stranger,
But raised three men from afar.
