He doesn't fight crime or wear a cape he doesn't read minds or levitate But every time my world need saving He's my Superman Some folk don't believe in heroes cause they haven't met my dad .....instrument...... verse2 says He loves bivouac and love rock 'n roll he's got a hot rod And a heart or gold I didn't think he knew how to cry Till our dog died last year He doesn't always say I love u But hear him loud and cry .....He built me a house in the arms of a tree He taught me to drive and to fight and to dream when he looks in my eyes I hope he can see that my dad's a hero oh yeah....ohhh wowww oh yah yeah listen....