it was a home run when the game was tied
a pick up truck when I could drive
one pink line when katie said I'm late
it was a passing grade, a pretty girl
all the money in the world
what mattered then kept changing every day
but when I bow my head tonight
there'll be no me myself and I
just watch my wife and kids please lord
that's all I ask for any more
now a days it's crazy how
a passing storm, a siren sound
can make me drop it all and pick up the phone
to hear her say that all's okay is all I need to know these days
can't wait to see their faces when I get home
and when I bow my head tonight
there'll be no me myself and I
just watch my wife and kids please lord
that's all I ask for any more
let 'em outlive me by a hundred years
let their laughter dry up all their tears
let 'em love and be loved back like I have been
when I bow my head tonight
there'll be no me myself and I
just watch my wife and kids please lord
that's all I ask for any more
that's all that matters anymore
