or
Brad Paisley

I went to see father of the bride,
With a girl back home,
We broke up before the sequel,
So I went to that one all alone.

I wondered who I'd wind up with,
And what would our kids look like?
Well I guess I got my answer,
As I tuck them in at night.

Hey, I don't think dreams come any truer,
Boys, welcome to the future.

Written by CHARLES CHRISTOPHER DUBOIS, BRAD PAISLEY
Published by WORDS & MUSIC COPYRIGHT ADMIN

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