There's an old man in a La-Z-Boy

TV on a western, fast asleep

Gray in his hair, at least what's left

But the heart of a lion beating in his chest

And there's a little more slow in his go

A little less rock in his roll these days

But I remember him ten feet tall and bulletproof

Throwing me a ball in cowboy boots

A whistle and the dogs start running

A whisper and Mama starts blushing

A wrench in his hand and a beer in the other

God couldn't make a man any tougher

And that "S" on his chest is starting to fade

But I'll always remember him that way

I used to think that he'd never get old

That kind of thing was for regular Joes

And he tries real hard to put up a fight

But I guess time is his kryptonite

'Cause I remember him ten feet tall and bulletproof

Throwing me a ball in cowboy boots

A whistle and the dogs start running

A whisper and Mama starts blushing

A wrench in his hand and a beer in the other

God couldn't make a man any tougher

And that "S" on his chest is starting to fade

But I'll always remember him that way

There's a little more slow in his go

A little less rock in his roll these days

But I remember him ten feet tall and bulletproof

Throwing me a ball in cowboy boots

A whistle and the dogs start running

A whisper and Mama starts blushing

A wrench in his hand and a beer in the other

God couldn't make a man any tougher

Yeah, that "S" on his chest is starting to fade

But there's some things time can't erase

'Cause I'll always remember him that way