Happy Fathers Day

“Happy Father’s Day (Tryin’ to Be Happy)”

By: Dillon

Genre: Country Ballad

Tone: Reflective, bittersweet, resilient

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Coffee’s cold, lunch ain’t packed,

Shoes in the hallway, laundry stacked.

Sun ain’t up, but the baby cries—

Change a diaper, wipe my eyes.

Tryin’ to smile for their sakes,

Even when my damn heart aches.

They made me a dad, gave me a name,

But some days it’s just me and the rain.

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Happy Father’s Day, I say it with pride,

But truth is I’m breakin’ down inside.

Tryin’ to be strong, tryin’ to stand tall,

Tryin’ to be both parents through it all.

No parade, no cake, just toys on the floor—

But damn if I don’t love them even more.

Yeah, I’m tryin’ to be happy… that’s what fathers are for.

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Clocked out late from a backbreaking shift,

Still made time for that bedtime gift.

Kissed their heads, turned out the light,

Then sat alone, cryin’ half the night.

Ain’t no guidebook, no rule to play,

Just learnin’ the hard way every day.

I ain’t perfect, but I try like hell,

‘Cause those kids need more than just myself.

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Happy Father’s Day, yeah I heard the words,

But I feel more like a man just pushin’ through the hurt.

Tired as hell, but I won’t quit,

They look at me like I’m built for this.

No medals, no rest, no one at the door—

But I got two reasons to give a little more.

Yeah, I’m tryin’ to be happy… that’s what fathers are for.

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I ain’t ask for easy… just a little peace.

But every giggle, every hug—they give me release.

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Happy Father’s Day, even if it’s tough,

I’ll keep showin’ up when life gets rough.

Two little hearts depending on me—

That’s more than a man could ever need.

So I smile through pain, walk through the storm,

‘Cause love like theirs keeps my soul warm.

Yeah, I’m tryin’ to be happy… and that’s what fathers are for.