He was sixteen, tender and tough   She was too, and he'd do anything to prove his love   With so much riding on the choice at hand   The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man      Hearts caught fire and love ran wild   She cried the day she called to say she was having his child   With so much riding on the choice at hand   The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man      There's a constant contradiction, what feels good and what feels right   But you live with decisions that you make in your life   And what steers your direction is hard to understand   The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man      Now he drives a diesel out of Dallas, hauling cars out to the coast   It ain't the dream that he remembered, just a few short years ago   But tonight at a truck stop, while drinking a cup   The waitress grins and winks at him and says, "My shift's almost up"      With so much riding on the choice at hand   The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man   With so much riding on the choice at hand   The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man