When a single mom goes out on a date with somebody new
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It always winds up feeling more like a job interview
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My momma used to wonder if she'd ever meet someone
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Who wouldn't find out about me and then turn around and run
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I met the man I call my dad when I was five years old
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He took my mom out to a movie and for once I got to go
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A few months later I remember lying there in bed
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I overheard him pop the question and prayed that she'd say yes
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And then all of a sudden
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Oh, it seemed so strange to me
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How we went from something's missing
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To a family
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Lookin' back all I can say
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About all the things he did for me
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Is I hope I'm at least half the dad
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That he didn't have to be
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I met the girl that's now my wife about three years ago
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We had the perfect marriage but we wanted somethin' more
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Now here I stand surrounded by our family and friends
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Crowded 'round the nursery window as they bring the baby in
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And now all of a sudden
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It seemed so strange to me
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How we've gone from something's missing
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To a family
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Lookin' through the glass I think about the man
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That's standin' next to me
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And I hope I'm at least half the dad
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That he didn't have to be
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Lookin' back all I can say
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About all the things he did for me
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Is I hope I'm at least half the dad
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That he didn't have to be
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Yeah, I hope I'm at least half the dad
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That he didn't have to be
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Because he didn't have to be
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You know he didn't have to be
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He Didn't Have To Be
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Brad Paisley |