He was 16, tender and tough.
She was too, and he'd do anything to prove his love
With so much riding on the choice at hand
The spirit of a boy, the wisdom of a man
Hearts caught fire, love ran wild.
She cried the day she called to say
She was carrying his child
With so much riding on the choice at hand
The spirit of a boy, the wisdom of a man
It's a constant contradiction
What feels good and what feels right
You live with the decisions you make in your life
And what steers your direction is hard to understand
The spirit of a boy, the wisdom of a man
He drives a diesel out of Dallas
Hauling cars out to the coast
It ain't the dream that he remembers
Just a few short years ago
Tonight at the truck stop he drinks a cup
The waitress grins, winks at him and says
"my shift's almost up"
With so much riding on the choice at hand
The spirit of a boy with a pocket full of plans
And so much riding on the choice at hand
The spirit of a boy, the wisdom of a man