Lyrics

There’s a bottle of Four Roses on the shelf tonight
Just me and that whiskey and the kitchen light
Your old baseball glove hangs by the door
But you don’t remember playin’ anymore
You used to run through that field out back
Red dirt flyin’ off your old ball cap
Now you sit and stare across the room
the boy I raised has gone too soon

So I pour a little Four Roses slow
Tryin’ to find the boy I used to know
In that burn of that Kentucky gold
Live the memories I still hold
Cause you’re still here but you’re fading away
A little more with every day
And Lord above I don’t understand
Why a father survives his son of a man
No one should outlive their child
But here I am

Yesterday you asked me who I was
Said my name like it meant nothing much
I smiled and told you anyway
Son, I’ve been your dad your whole life long
I told you stories about the creek
About that old truck we drove all week
You laughed for just a second or two
Then the silence came back in the room

So I pour a little Four Roses slow
Tryin’ to find the boy I used to know
In that burn of that Kentucky gold
Live the memories I still hold
Cause you’re still here but you’re fading away
A little more with every day
And Lord above I don’t understand
Why a father survives his son of a man
No one should outlive their child
But here I am

I’d give every sunrise I’ve got left to see
For one day where you remember me
Just one “Dad” like you used to say
Before your mind drifted away

So I pour the last Four Roses down
Watch it fall without a sound
Cause the boy I knew is slipping away
Like a picture fading into gray
And Lord above I don’t understand
Why a father survives his son of a man
No one should outlive their child
But here I am
Still holding mine