[Verse 1] To the daddy of the girl I saw this mornin On the side of the road with her truck on a jack Didnt have to call you up Wake you up, come pick her up She fixed her own flat You raised a girl like that Atta boy, atta boy [Verse 2] To the playground kid with the busted lip Took a punch he knew his buddy couldnt take it Ate a little dirt, rip in his shirt Little blood on his cape Pretty brave for eight Saved the day, yeah [Chorus] Atta boy, atta boy We could use a few more like you Atta boy, atta boy Keep doin boy just what you do You dont hear it like you used to The stuff we cheers our beers to So heres to you in case no ones told you, man Atta boy, atta boy See Lee Brice LiveGet tickets as low as 47You might also like[Verse 3] And to the friend that took my keys that night Called Momma come and get me Probably kept a long leaf pine From wrappin round my short box Chevy I was mad for a year But Im still here Atta boy [Chorus] Atta boy, atta boy We could use a few more like you Atta boy, atta boy Keep doin boy just what you do You dont hear it like you used to The stuff we cheers our beers to So heres to you in case no ones told you, man Atta boy [Bridge] You can say a lot of things and say a lot of things But there aint a lot of things that say it like a good ol [Chorus] Atta boy, atta boy We could use a few more like you Atta boy, atta boy Keep doin boy just what you do You dont hear it like you used to The stuff we cheers our beers to So heres to you in case no ones told you, man Atta boy [Outro] To that little one that looks like me, playin in the yard Dropped his ball and bat to help momma haul in grocery bags from the car Atta boy, atta boy Atta boy1
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