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
