"Eighteen" lyrics

The days were long but the years they flew
Where in the world did eighteen go
Tried to teach you everything I knew
But you taught me more than you'll ever know
Who's gonna go to Lowes with me
Come to all of my shows with me
I ain't worried 'bout you buddy
But your mom she's worried
Worried 'bout me

I try to be strong like I taught you to be son
I want you to fly but I don't want you to leave son
Have mercy on my teardrops
They're happy but they sting
You'll get it when your son turns eighteen

I know one day you'll probably be
On a therapist's coach talkin' 'bout me
Didn't mean to hand down my brokenness
So send me the bill and I'll write you a check
I prayed from your first little heartbeat
That I heard with my ear on your mom's belly
Ain't getting up from my knees
But Imma need you to pray for me now

I try to be strong like I taught you to be son
I want you to fly but I don't want you to leave son
Have mercy on my teardrops
They're happy but they sting
You'll get it when your son turns eighteen

I can't believe you're all grown up now
Your mom and I are so proud of you
I loved all the ages, all the phases
They're all my favorite one
Can't wait to read the next chapter
But this page is hard to turn

I try to be strong like I taught you to be son
I want you to fly just don't want you to leave son
Have mercy on my teardrops
Go out and chase your dreams
Just call me when your little boy turns eighteen
Those candles blow out faster than you think