I'm a lot like my dad I would have to say He's been wearing a beard ever since mum passed away She would'a hated it Inspiring, he likes to go to church To hear the choir sing 'Roses and Bluejays' Winner comes, game over He's in the driveway removing snow with a flamethrower Drives a hard bargain Knows how to get the deals Spring fever hits, he needs a new set of wheels Every year it never fails Roaming around in his hometown beach Combing 'Roses and Bluejays' I'm a lot like my father He knows he should go to work But sometimes he doesn't bother Reads books of every sort Gets all the news he needs from the weather report The door stays open a few days and closes What's more important than Bluejays and Roses?
Son of a gun The old man is something else In addition to being a bull-fighter and magician He's a lazy river, Slow moving train Future hall-of-famer, playing through the pain He's a Grizzly Bear And do you know one time he even saw a UFO? My dad's favorite things are Roses and Bluejays I would say we're the same, in more than a few ways
Full of beans and big ideas 'Cause I can't sleep I'm not sure why he is Wide awake and off to the races Out of gas and lost in space So, Full of beans and big ideas 'Cause I can't sleep I'm not sure why he is Wide awake and off to the races Out of gas and lost in space