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That Scares Me

Once I had a fortune ridin' on the shoe
Of a field goal kicker from LSU
I never broke a sweat
Hell, it was just a bet

Now, I've climbed mountains
And jumped from planes
Even played chicken
With a couple trains
Lord, I've been a fool, still I kept my cool

I don't mind admittin' this heart a mine
Starts to pound thinkin' bout

The day my son starts askin' me
All about my history
The things I don't want him to know
The sex, the drugs, and rock-n-roll
Or the first time I watch my daughter
Climb in some boy's car as I holler
"Honey, don't be late"
I swallow hard while they drive away
How sad my life without my wife would be
Now that scares me

This mornin' while I combed my hair
I found a few stray grays in there
And I laughed out loud
I guess I ain't that proud

Some people are afraid to die
But me and Jesus get along all right
I'll be okay cause my judgement day
Will be the day

My son starts askin' me
All about my history
The things I don't want him to know
The sex, the drugs, and rock-n-roll
Or the night I walked my daughter
Down the aisle in a stiff white collar
Just to hear them say
"Who gives this girl away?"
And leave her standin' while I find my seat
Now that scares me

The things I don't want them to know
The sex, the drugs, and rock-n-roll
And the day they call another house their home
I'm hopin' they find everything that they need
How sad my life without my wife would be
Now that scares me
Oh, that scares me