Sixty Years Young, Old Man

Crank it up — the old man's turning sixty Somebody guard the thermostat You still take the corner slice while saying "just a small one" Still clap when the plane lands, still wave at every dog Your jokes have not improved, Dad — they've compounded over time And we groan because we love you — that's the law Sixty trips around the sun And you grilled through every one Sixty years young, old man — don't you dare slow down King of the grill, lord of the recliner throne You earned the gray, you earned the rest, you earned this rowdy crowd Sixty years young, old man — Best sixty years this family's ever known You patrol the thermostat like it owes you money still Fixed everything we broke and never once sent us the bill Taught us how to drive a stick, how to shake a hand and mean it How to show up — rain, or shine, or worse Sixty trips around the sun And you showed up for every one Sixty years young, old man — don't you dare slow down King of the grill, lord of the recliner throne You earned the gray, you earned the rest, you earned this rowdy crowd Sixty years young, old man — Best sixty years this family's ever known So here's the part you'll wave away, so listen while it's loud: Everything good in us — we got it watching you Now flip the burgers, take a bow Sixty years young, old man — don't you dare slow down King of the grill, lord of the recliner throne You earned the gray, you earned the rest, you earned this rowdy crowd Sixty years young, old man — Best sixty years this family's ever known Happy birthday, old man — the small piece is a lie And the next sixty are on us