Flashlight - Chris Young

He said son hold it still

Keep that beam shining straight

He’d have a 9/16ths in one hand

Working on that Chevrolet

It seemed like every Saturday

Soon as the sun went down

We’d be huddled underneath that hood

Tinkering around

And of all of the great memories I’ve had

The best ones are those nights just me and my dad

He’ll never how much he taught me Out in that garage

And I guess the stuff that stuck

Was more about life than fixing cars

Cause to this day I still can’t make them run right

But I sure did learn a lot

Just holding the flashlight

He told me a lot of stories

About Grandpa and the war

While he was trying to show me What a carburator’s for

I learned a couple cuss words

When he skinned his knuckles up And I found out Momma was the only girl

He ever really loved

Then I asked him about women, he just laughed

Said if we stayed out here all year

We wouldn’t have time enough for that

He’ll never how much he taught me Out in that garage

And I guess the stuff that stuck

Was more about life than fixing cars

Cause to this day I still can’t make them run right

But I sure did learn a lot

Just holding the flashlight

And to this day I still can’t make them run right

But deep inside I know that it’s alright

Cause I sure

Just holding the flashlight

Thanks Dad