Daddy’s Cup….. what fatherhood is all about

Before I could walk, I had a wrench in my hand
I was my Mama’s little angel and my Daddy’s second chance
He went end over end the first year he went pro
Lost part of his eyesight and he couldn’t race no more

But he never lost his touch when he got underneath the hood
He knew how to make them run and he knew one day he would
See his name in victory lane and engraved on that cup
Just like all them other crazy fools with racing in their blood

He would put me on his lap when he’d drive and I’d take the wheel
He’d say “What do you think about that son? How does she feel?
You just wait till them little legs get long enough to reach the gas
Once you put her on the floor one time there ain’t no turning back”

Every Saturday, he’d take me out to the garage
He’d take an empty bucket and fill it full of engine parts
He’s sit me down and pour em out in front of me on the floor
I’d have to tell him what each one was and what each one was for

We’d jump into the car and go down to the race that night
He’d tell me what each driver was doing wrong and what each one did right
He could always pick the winner before they ever took a curve
Number three might have the car but 43 has got the nerve

Before I turned 18 Daddy said “Now pretty soon
You’ll be old enough to drive but I’ll leave it up to you
I taught you all about it, taught you everything I know
You gotta have a car to do it and you gotta work and buy your own”

The first one I bought was a Mustang number two
Nobody kept’em any longer than they kept a pair of shoes
They started showing up at every used car lot in town
A V-8 on a go-cart, easy terms, no money down

Me and Daddy and my uncle took her home and tore her down
Checked her out real good, cleaned her up and bored her out
Took out all the seats, pulled the carpet off the floor
Knocked out all the glass and welded up the doors

The first time that I raced my qualifying was a shame
I started out way in the back and came back about the same
I pulled her in the pit, couldn’t look my Daddy in the eye
He said “If you quit now son, it’s gonna haunt you all your life”

It ain’t about the money or even being number one
You gotta know when it’s all over you did the best you could’ve done
Knowing that it’s in you and you never let it out
Is worse than blowing any engine or any wreck you’ll ever have

Since then I’ve wrecked a bunch of cars and I’ve broke a bunch of bones
It’s anybody’s race out there and I’ve learned to race my own
I’d shove em in the wall and I’d hit em from behind
I’d let them know that I was there, I’d let them know that track was mine

It’s been several years now since my Daddy passed away
But his picture’s on my dash every time I go to race
I lost more than I won but I ain’t gonna give up
Till they put me in the ground or Daddy’s name’s on that cup

Songwriters: John Michael Cooley
Daddy’s Cup lyrics Β© Razor & Tie Direct LLC

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As I have said a million times, I am not a fan of holidays like this. Mostly I think these single use days are the lazy way out of treating people right. About the onky 3 holidays the Ton is down with is the birth of our Lord, the resurrection of our Lord and a day to honor Jackson, Lee and Forrest but I think this is a great song about the power of a masculine driven mission in life, and few things are more masculine then risking life and limb on the race track. The father installs the lust for greatness in his son, and does everything in his power to train him up. The son will keep striving, no matter the price, for greatness to honor his father’s name.

No higher purpose in a man’s life then those three things.

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7 thoughts on “Daddy’s Cup….. what fatherhood is all about

  1. Ame

    Happy Father’s Day.

    Thank you for being a great Dad. For caring for your kids – young and older πŸ™‚ … and for your grandkids … and for the legacy you’re leaving. if i remember correctly, you’ve said you weren’t always the best, but you’ve adapted, made adjustments, and forged on. you are a great example and leader.

    – – –

    OT – your patience amazes me.

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    1. SFC Ton Post author

      Thank but the jury is still out on how well I did with my older childern. Let’s see how they do with their own kids 1st

      LOL me patient? That don’t sound much like me. If i come across as patient its probably because I think most folks are juat dead wrong on most issues, but they cant help. Most folks ain’t been through much so they generally have a shallow frame of reference

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  2. copperfox3c

    Not much for these holidays either, but there was a ridiculous op-ed article in the Chicago Tribune on Sunday about how various Feminist and LGBT groups are attacking Father’s Day as “bad”. On like page 2 of a major newspaper.

    Makes one realize certain principles are really under assault. And that perhaps I should appreciate the symbolic significance of Father’s Day a little more.

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  3. Sumo

    Almost a month late, but I’ve been busy, so here we go – I love and respect my father; you and he are nothing alike. That being said, I have learned much about life from listening to my daddy, and I have learned much about life from reading your thoughts and opinions. I consider it an honor to call you Nii-san, Any child or grandchild of yours has a pretty damned good head start on life.

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  4. Ame

    thought this little story might interest you – bring you a smile πŸ™‚

    my Aspie-Girl was is in a 3 day training class with other adults who have qualified for this specific adult special ed program. there are maybe ten young adults in the program, and from what i can gather, my daughter is probably the highest functioning in the group (this is not a contest; just an observation for purposes of this story). she is seated next to a young man who talks continuously, often garbled. (drives her nuts – not part of this story πŸ˜‰ ). anyway, today the teacher brought in her dad to share about his job with the class. he’s a former navy pilot and now works for an agency fighting the bad guys where he gets to fly a lot. he told stories of missions and told them that his latest training included learning how to crash a helicopter safely. my daughter was enthralled! she loved it!

    what is most amazing, though, and is the point of this story, is that the young man was completely silent the whole time this pilot was speaking. and i thought of how powerful that was. bring in a man with obvious authority and frame, and it overrides whatever brain thing is going on in this young man that causes him to speak continuously, often garbled. the power of a man over another man, the power of authority, and the power of strong frame, all combine in such a way that even those who have many mental disabilities subconsciously turn off disturbing brain functions and focus. i love that.

    i’ve often wondered (i know – no use going backwards, but hear me out a bit πŸ˜‰ ) what it would have been like if my daughter’s father would have been focused on the right things rather than the bad things during my pregnancy with her and her first few years of her life (those were his worst years doing really bad things – his admission). how would that have affected her to have a man like that in the home, in her life? because when he was good, he was incredible, and she was putty in his hands – mold-able and pliable. but he’d then turn around and do bad things. but even still … she’d respond to him when he was good. if he could have overcome those demons, how would that have affected our daughter as she grew up?

    and the reason that’s important is that ALL kids NEED their dads. he took himself out of her life when she desperately needed and wanted him. begged for him. he had so much power over her even when he was stupid, and he ditched it.

    and all these people in society think that if a man is ‘bad’ then he shouldn’t be around his kids. and they’re wrong. because most all (i acknowledge there are a very few pure evil people out there) men who do stupid and bad things still have a lot of good in them. and their kids NEED them. kids NEED their Daddy. Dad’s have a power and authority that mom’s will NEVER have.

    anyway … thought you might like that story and the power in it. hope you’re doing well, especially w/your niece.

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