Happy birthday to my boy, my pride, my heart, Thirty-eight years strong—right from the start. You’ve always had a light that people can feel, A steady kind of love that’s honest and real. Out on that plantation where the wild things run free, Hunting and fishing, teaching life like it should be. And every single day you show your children the way, With faith in your hands and love in what you say. You’re a good man, son—oh a good man through and through, Stella, Maverick, and TJ… they’re blessed to have you. You lead with your heart, you stand tall like you do, And I thank God every day for a good man like you. Up before the sunrise, five a.m. and you’re gone, Chasing strength and purpose—steady, moving on. Not just in your body, but in your soul too, You live what you believe—your faith shines through. You’re kind and you’re funny, you love everybody, You make life better just being in it, buddy. And watching you be a daddy is a beautiful thing— You’re the kind of man that makes a mama want to sing. You’re a good man, son—oh a good man through and through, Stella, Maverick, and TJ… they’re blessed to have you. You lead with your heart, you stand tall like you do, And I thank God every day for a good man like you. And Megan by your side—what a gift from above, Two hearts that fit together, built on faith and love. You’re the kind of couple people hope they’ll find, The real thing, the forever, the one of a kind. You’re a good man, son—oh a good man through and through, A strong and gentle leader in all that you do. Happy birthday, my son—God knew what He’d do… When He gave this world a good man like you.