[Verse 1]
When he saw two pink lines on the bathroom counter
I bet he thought plowing fields instead of picking flowers
Oh, a firstborn son to carry on the family name
Maybe that's why he cried on the day I came
[Verse 2]
Was he asking himself, "What's a cowboy gonna do?"
Tractor Supply don't sell ballerina shoes
I might've worn a pink bow to match that dress they put me in
But all I wanted to be was just like him
[Chorus]
He got a shotgun rider in a harvester seat
And when that farm truck fired, he heard, "Daddy, take me"
Passing wrenches, swinging fences, maybe not like he planned
But Daddy's little girl was his right hand man
[Verse 3]
I had mud on my hands instead of paint on my fingers
He gave me my thick skin and my first pair of Wranglers
Since the day these boots could follow in his footsteps
I've been trying to reach that bar he set
[Chorus]
When he got a shotgun rider in a harvester seat
And when that farm truck fired, he heard, "Daddy, take me"
Passing wrenches, swinging fences, maybe not like he planned
But Daddy's little girl was his right hand man, yeah
[Post-Chorus]
Oh-ooh, his right hand man
[Bridge]
Now there's five hundred miles between me and home
I might've grown up, but I'll never outgrow
[Chorus]
Being his shotgun rider, mm
And when that old farm truck fires, he still hears, "Dad, wait for me"
Passing wrenches, swinging fences, maybe not like he planned
Daddy's little girl is still his right hand man
[Outro]
Daddy's little girl was his right hand man