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His daddy taught him all about huntin' and fishin'
How to work on that old truck when it needed fixin'
How to say, 'Sir' and how to say, 'Ma'am'
How there ain't nothing wrong with getting dirt on your hands
Have mercy on all of the kids out there
Who haven't been raised to even care
About things like that
These days
His momma used to cook every meal in the kitchen
She helped with his homework and taught him religion
She laid down the law and he let her know
Where he was going and when he'd be home
Have mercy on all of the kids out there
Who haven't been raised to even care
About things like that
These days
As the years changed him from a boy to a man
He was blessed with a generous heart and a plan
Wherever life takes him, wherever he's at
He's gonna find some way to give something back
Now his weekends are spent doing what he loves most
With twelve little angels who call him 'Coach'
Some have nothing and some are spoiled rotten
But when they're with him they're not forgotten
Have mercy on all of the parents out there
Who haven't been raised to even care
About things like that
These days
As the years changed him from a boy to a man
He was blessed with a generous heart and a plan
Wherever life takes him, wherever he's at
He's gonna find some way to give something back
Have mercy on all of the parents out there
Who haven't been raised to even care
About things like that
These days
Have mercy on all of the kids out there
Who haven't been raised to even care
About things like that
These days
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