Kevin Weaver - Bowling For Soup

Dear Mom

Did you get the disk I sent?

The one with all the songs we used to sing in the car

Waylon, Willy, and Dolly;

The Eagles, Kenny Rogers, and Donna Summer

I hope it brings back the memories

Of good times we had together

Driving in the car at New Mexico

The Longest ride ever to Pennsylvania

Harmonizing all the way with the windows down

And I hope you’re proud

I hope you see some good

In all the fucked up things I did

All the things you never understood

I hope I made you proud

And disappointments of the past

Are things we left back there forever

And we can move on together

While you live the rest of your days

And watch your grandkids play

And say, «I'm proud of you!»

Dear Dad

You managed to turn your life around

Five separate times that you were born

But that’s not me just yet

Only twice so far but I’m working on a third

And I’m only half your age

And punk rock’s working against me

I’ve got five hundred more tattoos than you

I’ve broken 13 hundred more hearts than you

And as for the bottle, I say, «Call that a draw!»

But I hope you’re proud (I hope you’re proud)

I hope you see some good

In all the fucked up things I did

All the things you never understood

I hope I made you proud (I hope you’re proud)

And the disappointments of the past

Are things we left back there forever

And we can move on together

While you live the rest of your days

And watch your grandkids play

And say, «I'm proud of you!»

I almost lost my brother in a car crash late last summer

Don’t know what I would have done without you

Never would have made it half this far without you

And as far as the bottle you taught your little brother well

But I hope you’re proud (I hope you’re proud)

I hope you see some good

In all the fucked up things I did

All the things you never understood

I’m so fuckin' proud of you (I hope you’re proud)

And the disappointments of the past

Are things we left back there forever

And we can move on together

While we live the rest of out days

And we watch our grandkids play

And say, «I'm proud of you!»