"My Old Man (Was A Good Ol' Boy)" lyrics

My old man was a good ol' boy, he worked hard ev'ry day
Providing his their daily bread, he'd fold his hands and pray
He took his children in his arms, and gave us our favorite toy
My old man was a good ol' boy

My old man was a joy to know, loved by all his friends
Teaching teamwork and brotherhood, and the message that it sends
Tried and true, fair and square, with the ideals he'd employ
My old man was a good ol' boy

My old man was a firecracker stand, you could hear him call
When he stepped up behind the plate, and hollered 'play ball'
When his boys turned the double play, it brought him endless joy
My old man, my old man
My old man was a good ol' boy