Me and my boys, we’re thick as mud,
Don’t tell their mom, we crack a few cold ones.
We crowd ’round the screen when the big game’s on,
We argue like hell on a close third down,
Then high-five when our team takes the crown.

Yeah, we might butt heads, we might disagree,
But they’ll always be a part of me.

Me and my boys, we watch games on TV,
We argue about strikes and balls,
Touchdowns and blown calls.
Yeah, we fight, but we love even harder,
Can’t break this bond between a son and a father.
Through thick and thin, we stand tall
Me and my boys, we’ve seen it all.

Friday night lights or a Sunday game,
Hockey dreams and those games of horse.
They’re my pride, my blood, my name,
Through every win and every loss.
From squirts to mites to that final year,
I’ve been right there, wipin’ every tear.

We might talk trash, but the truth runs deep,
That father-son promise we’ll always keep.

Me and my boys, we watch games on TV,
We argue about strikes and balls,
Touchdowns and blown calls.
Yeah, we fight, but we love even harder,
Can’t break this bond between a son and a father.
Through thick and thin, we stand tall
Me and my boys, we’ve seen it all.

One day they’ll be grown, they’ll have boys of their own,
And I’ll smile when I hear ’em on the phone
Sayin’, “Me and my boys…”

Me and my boys, we watch games on TV,
We argue about strikes and balls,
Touchdowns and blown calls.
Yeah, we fight, but we love even harder,
Can’t break this bond between a son and a father.
We’re as strong as the boys of fall
Me and my boys, we’ve seen it all.

Yeah, me and my boys… we’ve seen it all.