[Verse 1]
To the daddy of the girl I saw this mornin'
On the side of the road with her truck on a jack
Didn't have to call you up
Wake you up, come pick her up
She fixed her own flat
You raised a girl like that
Atta boy, atta boy
[Verse 2]
To the playground kid with the busted lip
Took a punch he knew his buddy couldn't take it
Ate a little dirt, rip in his shirt
Little blood on his cape
Pretty brave for eight
Saved the day, yeah
[Chorus]
Atta boy, atta boy
We could use a few more like you
Atta boy, atta boy
Keep doin' boy just what you do
You don't hear it like you used to
The stuff we cheers our beers to
So here's to you in case no one's told you, man
Atta boy, atta boy
To the daddy of the girl I saw this mornin'
On the side of the road with her truck on a jack
Didn't have to call you up
Wake you up, come pick her up
She fixed her own flat
You raised a girl like that
Atta boy, atta boy
[Verse 2]
To the playground kid with the busted lip
Took a punch he knew his buddy couldn't take it
Ate a little dirt, rip in his shirt
Little blood on his cape
Pretty brave for eight
Saved the day, yeah
[Chorus]
Atta boy, atta boy
We could use a few more like you
Atta boy, atta boy
Keep doin' boy just what you do
You don't hear it like you used to
The stuff we cheers our beers to
So here's to you in case no one's told you, man
Atta boy, atta boy
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