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 To the playground kid with the busted lip Took a punch he knew his buddy couldn't take Ate a little dirt, rip in his shirt Little blood on his cape Pretty brave for eight Saved the day, yeah 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 And to the friend that took my keys that night Called Momma "come and get me" Probably kept a long leaf pine From wrappin' round my short box Chevy I was mad for a year But I'm still here Atta boy 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 You can say a lot of things and say a lot of things But there ain't a lot of things that say it like a good ol' 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 To that little one that looks like me Playin' in the yard Dropped his ball and bat to help Momma haul In grocery bags from the car Atta boy Atta boy Atta boy