Proud
(ooh-ooh-ooh) We’re sittin’ on the tailgate,
watchin’ the sun go down
Old radio’ playin’
an old familiar sound
She hums along so easy,
like a bird on a wire
And I’m just sittin’ there thinkin’,
she don’t know I admire
Everything her folks have done,
the way they worked and prayed
The quiet strength they carried through
every storm they faced
And I’m proud of them,
even if I never say the words I hope they see it
in the way I live,
in everything I’ve heard I’ll work my hands until they’re calloused,
I’ll give my heart away Just to make them proud of me,
every single day
Even though I know they already are,
in their own quiet way
We’re drivin’ down a dirt road,
her head out in the breeze
The scent of honeysuckle
hangin’ heavy on the trees
She laughs about her daddy,
how he’d always fix the fence
And I’m just sittin’ there thinkin’,
it all makes so much sense
How they raised her so gentle,
with a love that never bends
And I’m just sittin’ there hopin’,
I can be that kind of friend And
I’m proud of them,
even if I never say the words I hope they see it
in the way I live,
in everything I’ve heard I’ll work my hands until they’re calloused,
I’ll give my heart away Just to make them proud of me,
every single day
Even though I know they already are,
in their own quiet way
Maybe someday I’ll tell them,
when the moment’s right and true
But for now, I’ll just keep showin’ them,
in everything I do
The lessons they taught me,
the values that they hold
Are worth more than all the silver,
more than all the gold
(ah-ah-ah, ooh-ooh-ooh)
And I’m proud of them,
even if I never say the words I hope they see it
in the way I live,
in everything I’ve heard
I’ll work my hands until they’re calloused,
I’ll give my heart away
Just to make them proud of me,
every single day
Even though I know they already are,
in their own quiet way
(their own quiet
way)