He said son hold it still Keep that beam shining straight He'd have a 9/16ths in one hand Working on that Chevrolet It seemed like every Saturday Soon as the sun went down We'd be huddled underneath that hood Tinkering around And of all of the great memories I have The best ones are those nights just me and my dad He'll never how much he taught me Out in that garage And I guess the stuff that stuck Was more about life than fixing cars Cause to this day I still can't make 'em run right But I sure did learn a lot Just holding the flashlight He told me a lot of stories About Grandpa and the war While he was trying to show me What a carburetor's for And I learned a couple cuss words When he skinned his knuckles up And I found out momma was the only girl He ever really loved But when I asked him about women, he just laughed Said if we stayed out here all year We wouldn't have time enough for that He'll never how much he taught me Out in that garage And I guess the stuff that stuck Was more about life than fixing cars 'Cause to this day I still can't make 'em run right But I sure did learn a lot Just holding the flashlight Up to this day I still can't make 'em run right But deep inside I know that it's alright 'Cause I sure did learn a lot Just holding the flashlight Thanks old man