Behind the Song
I wrote this song soon after my wife and I discovered she was pregnant with our first child.
I was thinking about what it would be like to be a dad. My first thoughts? All the ways I might mess this up.
So I wrote a song to my yet-to-be-born child, listing the ways. Sort of a disclaimer in advance. You know, so I couldn’t be held responsible. I mean, I warned you.
Lyrics
I won't always do things right
sometimes I'll forget to leave the light on
and let the monsters in.
(Oh no, oh no, oh no.)
I might even raise my voice
disagree and spoil your choice on where to go
for vacation.
But remember this
('cause I wouldn't say it if it weren't true)
even when I miss
I will always love you.
I might not want to change your pants
when they're wet and filled with your enhancements
but I probably will.
(I will, I will, your mom will make sure I will.)
And I might not see every bout
you'll take the lead but you won't hear me shout
but you'll be on my mind.
(My mind, always on my mind.)
But remember this
('cause I wouldn't say it if it weren't true)
even when I miss
I will always love you.
And when you need a cry
I'll be by your side
my sleeve can be your hanky.
'Cause what we got won't end
my strength is yours to spend
if you're six or sixty.
I can't promise to never try
to sneak a kiss with your mom though you roll your eyes
and tell us get a room
(a room, thank god I've got my own room)
And over time, I might forget
what it's like to be the last one left after practice
but I'll be there sometime
(sometime, I hope to make it on time)
But remember this
('cause I wouldn't say it if it weren't true)
even when I miss
I will always love you.
