Cheer up Buckaroo now and stop all that wishing
Things are gonna get better and you’ve got things to do
No more feeling so sad cause you aren’t going fishing
No more crying in school while the kids look at you
No more wishing that things weren’t so lonely and glum
No more runnin to Mom when the storm makes that noise
Watching the ball games alone ain’t much fun
No more wishing that you were like those other boys
Now, clean up that room…hurry up and get to it
You know it’s a mess so you’ll square it away
Make that bed sheet real tight like he taught you to do it
Make it look perfect for this most perfect day
Comb your hair, shine those boots, stand tall and proud
Make sure there’s no tears cause you’re all done with that
Practice your Man Voice, make it deep and real loud
Straighten that buckle and put on your hat
It’s been a long time but you know how to act
You’re not a kid now like you were just last year
Mom say’s you’re her man and you know that’s a fact
You’ve learned about lonely and you’ve learned about fear
Look out the window! A car just pulled up!
There he stands in his uniform, The World’s Bravest Dad
Mom’s yelling, “He’s here son! Come on. Hurry up!”
He’s home! It’s the best day that you’ve ever had!
