He said son hold it still

Keep that beam shining straight

He has 9/16 in one hand, working on that chevrolet

It seemed like every saturday

Soon as the sun went down

We'd be huddled underneath that hood

Tinkerin' around

And of all the great memories I had

The best ones are those nights

Just me and my dad.

He'll never know how much he taught me

Out in that garage

And I guess the stuff that stuck

More about life than fixing cars

Cause till this day

I still can't make them run right

But I sure did learn a lot

Just holding the flashlight.

He told me a lot of stories

About grandpa and the war

While he was trying to show me

What a carburetor is for

I've learned a couple of curse words

When he skinned his knuckles up

And I found out mama was the only girl

He ever really loved

But when I've asked him about women

He just laughed

If we stayed out here all year

We wouldn't have time enough for that.

He'll never know how much he taught me

Out in that garage

And I guess the stuff that stuck

More about life than fixing cars

Cause till this day

I still can't make them run right

But I sure did learn a lot

Just holding the flashlight.

Now till this day

I still can't make them run right

But deep inside I know that's all right

Cause sure did learn a lot

Holding the flashlight.