He's spider-man in walmart boots

And a camouflage hat

With a baby blue zebco

That gets hung up every cast.

He thinks he's learning fishing

From the man that taught bill dance

And I think as I untangle it

And put it in his hands.

I hope he never finds out that I didn't hang the moon

And I've never scared a monster out the closet in his room

One day between him leaving home and driving on my knee

Maybe I'll finally be the man he sees in me.

He waves that blanket like a checkered flag

Pulling off of the interstate

With a happy meal cup held high

Like I won the big race.

When we get home, his mind is blown

When I untie his shoes

And he smiles and says "daddy

There ain't nothing you can't do".

Well I hope he never finds out that I didn't hang the moon

And I've never scared a monster out the closet of his room

Someday between him leaving home and driving on my knee

Maybe I'll finally be the man he sees in me.

Well I know he's gonna find out that I didn't hang the moon

And there never was a monster in the closet of his room

Someday when he's driving home with his son on his knee

Well I hope he's trying to be the man he sees in me.

The man he sees in me

The man he sees in me.