Blue collar, works hard, and raised on religion

He prays for his family and hates on the system

She'd say

He's come a long way.

His patience was thin, and his knuckles were calloused

She'd hold the ice, help him regain his balance

She prayed

And god showed him the way.

Broken things take time to fix

How did he end up like this?

I don't know how a drunk on his knees in the bathroom

Falls to his knees in a church

I don't know how picking a fight with a stranger

Becomes picking up the kids after work

I don't know how a dead end turns to a husband

Who loves her with all that he's got

I don't know

I'm not sure he even knows.

He dropped out of high school, met the girl, had a daughter

At thirty-five, found out that he was adopted

He tried

Till he finally got it right.

Broken things take time to fix

How did he end up like this?

I don't know how a drunk on his knees in the bathroom

Falls to his knees in a church

I don't know how picking a fight with a stranger

Becomes picking up the kids after work

I don't know how a dead end turns to a husband

Who loves her with all that he's got

I don't know

I'm not sure he even knows.

Oh...

Oh...

Oh...

I don't know

I'm not sure he even knows.

Blue collar, works hard, and raised on religion

He prays for his family and hates on the system

I'd say

He's come a long way.