Old Craftsman tools and Johnny B. Goode
Out in a barn up under the hood
Striped blue work shirt and navy-blue pants
You'd come home and crack open a can
Three blue-eyed boys, dinner at six
"Boys, come on inside, give your momma a kiss"
I know you can't come here and I can't go back
But I hope you know, dad
Still cut rows on a tractor, drink beer after work
Live life a bit faster, but still get to church
You always said I was gonna look just like you
Now this man in the mirror's the proof
Ain't no wonder we're so much alike
Me right now, and you in '85
Reagan was king now he's up on the wall
In my farm house in Nashville, chased the dream after all
Nah, I ain't got kids yet, but bet when I do
When I'm coaching third base, I'll be thinking of you
Still cut rows on a tractor, drink beer after work
Live life a bit faster, but still get to church
You always said I was gonna look just like you
Now this man in the mirror's the proof
Ain't no wonder we're so much alike
Me right now, and you in '85
You made me all of who I am today
But you never got to know the kid with your face
So if I could have one thing it'd be us man-to-man
A couple Coors Banquets in hand
Still cut rows on a tractor, drink beer after work
Live life a bit faster, but still get to church
You always said I was gonna look just like you
This damn thing on my face, there's your proof
Ain't no wonder we're so much alike
Me right now, and you in '85