How Lucky
Hey Dad... Forty today. Officially a 'fun dad' now, whatever that means. You fell asleep reading the same bedtime story. Page two. The kids think you're a superhero. So do I, a little. Happy birthday, babe. [Verse] You tell the same joke every single morning And the kids laugh like it's the first time, every time You coach the team and lose with total dignity And you never miss a game, not one [Chorus] Dad, you're forty And you're the fun one, the soft one too The bad jokes, the bedtime, the shoulders they ride — And they don't know how lucky, but I do (happy birthday, Dad) [Verse] You fall asleep on page two of the story You dance so bad the kids beg you to stop You fix the bikes, you flip the burgers black And you'd run through a wall for the three of us [Bridge] You always say you have no idea what you're doing But you show up every day — and that's the whole job [Final Chorus] Dad, here we are And you're the fun one, the soft one too The bad jokes, the bedtime, the men they'll become — And they don't know how lucky, but I do (happy birthday, Dad)
