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
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
No more
All it took was your first steps
And seeing your blue eyes
Didn't have to hit rock bottom
To finally see the light
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
Oh, 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
That's why daddy don't drink no more
