Make her smile, boy Make her smile Don't ever look away 'Cause she'll be the ocean on your darkest of days In every which damn way Don't be like your old man Who gets stuck in your ways Mr Wolf, the feast has been served This fancy wine with our days

You don't have to be Superman You don't have to hold the world in your hands You've already shown me that you can Don't have to be Superman If I could break away half of all your pain I'd take the worst of it and carry you like you carry me You say that

Well I only brought three, what you lookin' at me for? She's dressed in white and putting off crying Well you're the best man, so what's the plan? Why don't you talk to Matty about it? I said, I only brought three like I told you before We're gonna have