My little boy came to me last night   He said "daddy, I wish I could drive that big old truck"   Just like you   You can stay up as late as you want   Watch t.v all night long   Nobody tell you what to do      I know I'm everything he just can't wait to be   But if it was up to me      I'd ride my bike down the old dirt path   Hands in the air going way to fast   Make the morning last all afternoon   In a tire swing over Beaver Creek   Man that water was cold and deep   Lie on the bank and stare up into the blue   Ya son I wanna be just like you      He said "dad when you going to take me to work?"   I said let's stay here and play tonka trucks   trade baseball cards   He wants to travel the world like me   Ya, I'd rather stay home, climb a big ol'tree   Catch fireflies, in a mason jar      He's just a breath away from standing in my shoes   But if I could stand in his, here's what I'd do      I'd ride my bike down the old dirt path   Hands in the air going way to fast   Make the morning last all afternoon   Sit around and make up silly songs   Build sandcastles all day long   Eat candy bars and watch cartoons   Ya son I wanna be just like you      I look down at him with a smile in my eye   I can see myself standing by my fathers side      I'd ride my bike down the old dirt path   Hands in the air going way to fast   Make the morning last all afternoon   In a tire swing over Beaver Creek   Man that water was cold and deep   Lie on the bank and stare up into the blue   Ya son I wanna be just like you