My Ol' Man Lyrics - Album Number Two - Joey And Rory

He was different, he was one of a kind 

As far as daddies went and not just 'cause he was mine 

He could build anything with his two calloused hands 

My ol' man 

He drove an old truck, he could've had a newer one 

Floorboards full of rust but he sure loved the way it'd run 

I learned to drive in it in the pastures on our land 

With my ol' man 

One day he caught me in a lie 

And with his belt, he tanned my behind 

And I saw the teardrops in his eyes 

Falling down just as hard as mine 

When you're born a farmer, it's what you want your son to be 

He was brokenhearted when I said I'm going to Tennessee 

But he sold that old truck and stuck the money in my hand 

My ol' man 

When I got on that big Greyhound 

With my bags full of songs and my guitar 

I remember looking down and him yelling 

"Son, remember who you are" 

He fought a good fight but in the end it took him down 

We told him goodbye and then we prayed him in the ground 

Now he's with Jesus, walking in the promised land 

My ol' man 

And I'm so proud when people say 

Just how much I am like my ol' man