Dirt on a casket Flowers in a basket And momma’s there crying Daddy’s there lying Preacher saying something ’bout How he’s in a better place now But I’m still here, same last name Standing in the rain And this ain’t my daddy’s town no more Somebody’s gotta fill those boots he wore And I ain’t saying I’m the man he was But it’s my turn to carry on what he loved And this ain’t my daddy’s town no more Gonna have to scoot the seat up In that old red Ford work truck Take my mom out on a date Make sure her bills aren’t paid late Cut the turkey at Christmas Trying not to tear up And be tough as nails, strong as oak Just like him I hope ‘Cause this ain’t my daddy’s town no more Somebody’s gotta fill those boots he wore And I ain’t saying I’m the man he was But it’s my turn to carry on what he loved And this ain’t my daddy’s town no more When they carve my name on That old marble piece of stone And my kids are standing in the rain I hope they’ll wanna say That this ain’t my daddy’s town no more Somebody’s gotta fill those boots he wore And I ain’t saying I’m the man he was But it’s my turn to carry on what he loved And this ain’t my daddy’s town no more Dirt on a casket Flowers in a basket And momma’s there crying Daddy’s there lying