The way the dust from pickup trucks can catch the evening light
The dirty smell of diesel fumes on summer Friday nights
And all the scars and bruises they will fade
And we'll live to fight another day
I'd do anything to make you proud of me
Someday when you're dead and gone
I'll do my best to carry on and
Someday when you're dead and gone
I'll do my best to carry on
I know we've had our differences
Can't see you eye to eye
But I hope you know I'm listening
Trying to do what's right
And all the scars and bruises they did fade
And I learned to live in my own way
And I think I finally made you proud of me
Someday when you're dead and gone
I'll do my best to carry on and
Someday when you're dead and gone
I'll do my best to carry on