He was sixteen, tender and tough She was too, and hed do anything to prove his love With so much riding on the choice at hand The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man Hearts caught fire and love ran wild She cried the day she called to say she was having his child With so much riding on the choice at hand The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man Theres a constant contradiction, what feels good and what feels right But you live with decisions that you make in your life And what steers your direction is hard to understand The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man Now he drives a diesel out of Dallas, hauling cars out to the coast It aint the dream that he remembered, just a few short years ago But tonight at a truck stop, while drinking a cup The waitress grins and winks at him and says, My shifts almost up With so much riding on the choice at hand The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man With so much riding on the choice at hand The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man
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