to get right I don't love you to death, cause I love you to life And you a teenager, you might not want my advice You might be full of spite, think you
instead My wife will tell you just how much I love More Beaver Ladies and gentlemen, Brad Paisley on lead guitar Stroke it Bet you can't play the piano
on holding things together with you gone Today was Angie's birthday I guess it slipped your mind I tried twice to call you with no answer either time But the postman brought
off life down at home Said Totale, go back to bed The North has rose again today And you can't stop your age And you can't stop your age
makes me sad for you I know you can play piano That was just a talent show I've never known you like I know you I never wanted you to go You're on the
sorrow losing what you love But what's worst is wondering why you did What are we to make What are we to make of this? We are just adults And you
out (piano solo) I am your son, and you brought me into the world I am a child still but man enough to leave home And I?d love to stay, but now I?ve
don't love you to death, cause I love you to life And you a teenager, you might not want my advice You might be full of spite, think you're grown, still
you space ? you took it and ran with my closure. I think you left because I looked happy I think you hide because you're lazy I think you lie because you
me sad for you I know you can play piano that was just a talent show I've never known you like I know you I never wanted you to go You're on the
lost out (piano solo) I am your son, and you brought me into the world I am a child still but man enough to leave home And I?d love to stay, but now