作词 : Serge Vincent Raymond 作曲 : Serge Vincent Raymond He was sixteen when he started to sing He had a white shirt with a pair of blue jeans Black boots, please ____don't forget the hat! He had, in his eyes, what you’d need to believe In his heart, the courage that you need to succeed A huge smile for the crowd every night
He used to sing his own cowboy songs, a little Johnny Cash Sold out every night, so what’d you think of that
He was eighteen when he bought her a ring And twenty-one when his first baby came in It’s a girl, brown hair, brown eyes You could see tears streaming from his eyes Each time the phone rang for a music ride He was torn between his family and his guys
It was easy for him to set the crowd on fire every night For him, nothing mattered more than doing things right
Daddy, you're the best of the best The kind of man I wish to be You had in your blood, enough love To give the world all the love it needed Daddy you're the kind of man I wish to be
He was thirty-one and still believed In finding a way to make a living As a country singer with four children to raise
And now, a fifth child was born with a smile Another girl, brown hair, brown eyes He said to himself, it's over now
I need to find another dream to dream at night I have too much love for my kids and wife
Daddy, you're the best of the best The kind of man I wish to be You had in your blood, enough love To give the world all the love it needed Daddy you're the kind of man I want to be
He was fifty-one when he proudly said That his first son had music in his veins Singing his own cowboy songs, a little Johnny Cash March fifteenth, cold morning I swear I heard my old man singing With the angels in the sky. He sang me goodbye
Daddy, you're the best of the best The kind of man I still want to be And you gave me enough love To share with every soul in need
Daddy you're the kind of man Who proves a cowboy can Have the heart he needs to be a good man
Daddy you're the best. You’re the best
作词 : Serge Vincent Raymond 作曲 : Serge Vincent Raymond He was sixteen when he started to sing He had a white shirt with a pair of blue jeans Black boots, please ____don't forget the hat! He had, in his eyes, what you’d need to believe In his heart, the courage that you need to succeed A huge smile for the crowd every night
He used to sing his own cowboy songs, a little Johnny Cash Sold out every night, so what’d you think of that
He was eighteen when he bought her a ring And twenty-one when his first baby came in It’s a girl, brown hair, brown eyes You could see tears streaming from his eyes Each time the phone rang for a music ride He was torn between his family and his guys
It was easy for him to set the crowd on fire every night For him, nothing mattered more than doing things right
Daddy, you're the best of the best The kind of man I wish to be You had in your blood, enough love To give the world all the love it needed Daddy you're the kind of man I wish to be
He was thirty-one and still believed In finding a way to make a living As a country singer with four children to raise
And now, a fifth child was born with a smile Another girl, brown hair, brown eyes He said to himself, it's over now
I need to find another dream to dream at night I have too much love for my kids and wife
Daddy, you're the best of the best The kind of man I wish to be You had in your blood, enough love To give the world all the love it needed Daddy you're the kind of man I want to be
He was fifty-one when he proudly said That his first son had music in his veins Singing his own cowboy songs, a little Johnny Cash March fifteenth, cold morning I swear I heard my old man singing With the angels in the sky. He sang me goodbye
Daddy, you're the best of the best The kind of man I still want to be And you gave me enough love To share with every soul in need
Daddy you're the kind of man Who proves a cowboy can Have the heart he needs to be a good man
