Letra de ' Dale Jr. ' de Cole Swindell

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