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INTERPRÉTATION
Chuck Wicks
Chuck Wicks
Chant
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Guitare électrique
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Basse
Tony Harrell
Tony Harrell
Claviers
Russell Terrell
Russell Terrell
Chœurs
Russ Pahl
Russ Pahl
Steel guitar
Greg Morrow
Greg Morrow
Batterie
J.T. Corenflos
J.T. Corenflos
Guitare électrique
Michael Mobley
Michael Mobley
Chœurs
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Claviers
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Guitare acoustique
Justin Levenson
Justin Levenson
Percussion
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Chuck Wicks
Chuck Wicks
Paroles
Michael Mobley
Michael Mobley
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Co‑production
Monty Powell
Monty Powell
Co‑production

Paroles

6 a.m. and Bobby's wakin' up Rolls outta bed with sleepy eyes Goes to his sisters' room across the hall "Hey Daisy, rise and shine" He pours two bowls full of Cap'n Crunch Puts a fresh pot of coffee on He wakes his momma up off the couch The bus is here, we love you mom He made the breakfast He did the dishes So she wouldn't have to Oh, he's only ten Just comin' of age He oughta be out playin' ball And video game Climbin' trees or on a bike Just ridin' around But it's hard to be a kid When you're the man of the house It's late at night and Larry King is on Momma's up on the couch again Bobby hears 'em all talk about That awful war his daddy's in So he runs off straight up to his room Don't want his momma to see him right now He climbs in bed and says a silent prayer Then he cries his little blue eyes out Don't wanna let her down Oh, he's only ten Just comin' of age He oughta be out playin' ball And video games Climbin' trees or on a bike Just ridin' around But it's hard to be a kid When you're the man of the house It's finally Saturday, Bobby gets a phone call Another world away from home (another world away from home) He says, "I love you, dad" Daddy says it right back Wish I could reach through this phone And hug you, and Daisy, and your mom I'm so proud of you son He's only ten Just comin' of age He oughta be out playin' ball And video games Climbin' trees or on a bike Just ridin' around But it's hard to be a kid When you're the man of the house 6 a.m. and Bobby's wakin' up Rolls outta bed with sleepy eyes
Writer(s): Charles Elliott Wicks, Michael Anthony Mobley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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