

(hm-mmm) Working with his hands
on a Saturday afternoon
Taught me how to tune
my old guitar under the moon
Never had to ask,
he always seemed to know
When I needed a hand,
or a place to go
Oh, I love my favorite uncle,
he's a steady guiding light
A quiet conversation
in the middle of the night
With a heart as wide as Texas
and a laugh that fills the room (ahhh)
He'd tell the tallest tales
from his younger driving days
And smile at the world
through a warm and dusty haze
No pressure, no judgment,
just a cup of black coffee
Showing me the kind of man
I'd hope to grow to be
Time rolls on
like an old county road
But he's always there to help me carry the load (oh-oh-oh)
Oh, I love my favorite uncle,
he's a steady guiding light
A quiet conversation
in the middle of the night
With a heart as wide as Texas
and a laugh that fills the room
Yeah, I love my favorite uncle (hm-mmm)