I went biking on a lake today and saw a lot of people fishing. It inspired me to write a country song (which happens to be one of my favorite genre of music).

Daddy I met a boy

A boy I think you’ll like

A boy who makes me smile

A boy who is a gentleman

But daddy I must warn you 

He is not a cowboy

He doesn’t drive a truck

He didn’t grow up in a small town

And he’s never driven

down a dirt road

But Daddy he’s kind and witty

Daddy, he’s kind and witty

Daddy this boy I met

This  boy is good to his mama

This  boy is good to strangers

This  boy is good with babies

And  daddy you should know

He doesn’t read the Bible

He doesn’t go to church

He doesn’t pray to any god

He doesn’t kill animals for sport

But daddy he’s kind and witty

Daddy, he’s kind and witty

So I hope you’ll love him too

Like I’ve grown to love him

Cos he may not have grown up

The way you raised me

But daddy he’s a good man

And you raised me to choose right

He is not a cowboy

He doesn’t drive a truck

He didn’t grow up in a small town

And he’s never driven

down a dirt road

But Daddy he’s kind and witty

Daddy, he’s kind and witty

Daddy he’s kind and witty

And he’s perfect for me

Daddy, he’s kind and witty

And he’ll make the perfect daddy for my kids