The phone call came at two a.m. and I drove two hundred miles straight through the night
My Daddy had a heart attack and I knew I had to be there by his side
I found my Daddy breathin’, he was fadin’ in a hospital bed
He is 63, I’m 35, and I ain’t ready yet

I want you to see me getting married
I want you to hold my first-born kid
Daddy, don’t you leave me all alone, don’t you know
I ain’t ready yet to let you go

He drew a line upon the wall for every inch I grew, cheerin’ me on
And it made me proud to make him proud with every wrestling match that I ever won
Then he’d tuck me into bed at night with a wink and a pat on the head
That was twenty-something years ago and I ain’t ready yet

I want you to see me getting married
I want you to hold my first-born kid
Daddy, don’t you leave me all alone, don’t you know
I ain’t ready yet to let you go

And I’d never seen him cry just like he did when his old man passed on
Standin’ in his hometown cemetery, leanin’ on his son
And on the day that Momma died, I know that he and I shared some regrets
So, Daddy, won’t you hang on for awhile, I ain’t ready yet

I want you to see me getting married
I want you to hold my first-born kid
Daddy, don’t you leave me all alone, don’t you know
I ain’t ready yet to let you go