Didn't take twelve steps Didn't take blue lights Didn't have to hit rock bottom to finally see light
A couple whiskey dents in my Chevrolet Waking up hungover out in the driveway
I walked up to the line, looked over the edge Didn't like what I saw
So I turned around and left
** All it took was you Can of Sherwin Williams blue And 30 years of Sunday sermons
To finally hear the truth Things were getting out of hand Didn't wanna be that man
Yeah, I want my boots to be the kind that you would wanna grow into
My world changed by God's grace the day you were born
That's why daddy don't drink no more
Well, there's two types of men One on the bench and one at the plate
One who hits the bottle when he feels lost The other hits his knees to pray
Lord knows that I ain't perfect A far cry from superman
But little boys they need heroes So I'm doing the best I can
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All it took was your first steps And seeing your blue eyes
Didn't have to hit rock bottom To finally see the light
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