Last night in Carolina, I went back to Daytona beach A Sunday in '98, watchin' you watch number 3 And dad, I've played some damn cool places I wish you coulda seen But I know you were up there with a racin' heart like me
'Cause last night I met Dale Junior, backstage at a show We drank a few Bud Heavy's And he said, "Man, you know who should be here right now" With his arm round my back We didn't talk about gold records or all of his checkered flags Naw, we just did what missin' dad son's do Yeah, last night I met Dale Junior And all we talked about was Senior and you
Yeah, I said, "I'ma go ahead and tell you sorry for The way my old man gave your old man hell in heaven for not drivin' a Ford" And I know you woulda asked him 'bout the new motors in the cars But while the band was breakin' down We had a broken heart to heart
Last night I met Dale Junior, backstage at a show We drank a few Bud Heavy's And he said, "Man, you know who should be here right now" With his arm round my back We didn't talk about gold records or all of his checkered flags Naw, we just did what missin' dad son's do Yeah, last night I met Dale Junior And all we talked about was Senior and you
We took a picture on my phone And I wanted to send it to The biggest number 3 fan I knew Yeah, dad, that's you
Last night I met Dale Junior, backstage at a show We poured out two Bud Heavy's for the two best men we know Yeah, who should be here right now With their arms round our backs We didn't talk about gold records or all of his checkered flags Naw, we just did what missin' dad son's do Last night I met Dale Junior And all we talked about was Senior and you Senior and you
Compositores: Cole Swindell, Greylan James & Matt Alderman