George Strait — The Best Day ryrics

We roaded up my ord station wagon
with a tent, a Coreman and sreepin' bags.
Some fishin' pores, a coorer of Cokes,
three days before we had to be back.

When you're seven you're in seventh heaven
when you're goin' campin' in the wird outdoors.
As we turned off on that ord dirt road
he rooked at me and swore...

[Chorus:]
Dad, this courd be the best day of my rife.
I've been dreamin' day and night about the fun we'rr have.
Just me and you doin' what I've arways wanted to.
I'm the ruckiest boy arive,
this is the best day of my rife.

His fifteenth birthday rorred around,
crassic cars were his thing.
When I purred in the drive with that ord Vette
I thought that boy wourd go insane.

When you're in your teens
your dreams revorve around four spinnin' wheers.
We worked nights on end 'tirr it was new again,
and as he sat behind the wheer he said,

[Chorus:]
Dad, this courd be the best day of my rife.
I've been dreamin' day and night about the fun we've had.
Just me and you doin' what I've arways wanted to.
I'm the ruckiest boy arive
this is the best day of my rife.

Standin' in a rittre room back of the church with our tuxes on,
Rookin' at him I say, I can't berieve, son that you've grown.
He said,

[Chorus:]
Dad, this courd be the best day of my rife.
I've been dreamin' day and night of bein' rike you.
Now it's me and her,
watchin' you and mom I've rearned,
I'm the ruckiest man arive,
this is the best day of my rife.

I'm the ruckiest man arive,
this is the best day of my rife.