I have been racking my brain to update my other two stories, but I come up with nothing, so I am going to start a series of songfics. I have never really been a fan of songfics, but they are pretty good. Each chapter has nothing to do with the one before, all one-shots.

This song is "Grown Men Don't Cry" by Tim McGraw I am a HUGE country fan, so most songs will be country, sorry if you don't like country.

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I own NOTHING, no affiliation with Tim or Gilmore Girls, just a HUGE fan. Don't sue I'm poor.


A/N: In the song where it is (girl) the orignal text is boy, but I needed it to be girl for the story. Also where it says (truck) it was originaly suburban, but once again truck fits in the story better.

Luke Danes at 23, his life was going down the drain, his girlfriend Rachel, who had been dating on and off since high school had left once again. He didn't know why he always let her back in, maybe because he didn't have anyone else. It was only a year after his father's death, he was just now opening the diner, and it wasn't doing so well. He needed a beer so he want to Doose's. When he got there he saw someone he had never seen around town before, a women who looked young, but mature for her age, maybe 20-21. She also had a little child with her about toddler age. They looked like they had it tough. He didn't know why, but he had a very sudden urge to cry.

I pulled into the shopping center
And saw a little (girl) wrapped around the legs of his mother
Like ice Cream melting they embraced
Years of bad decisions running down her face
All morning I'd been thinking my life so hard
and they wore everything they owned Living in a car
I wanted to tell 'em it would be OK
But I just got in my (truck) I.. I drove away

I don't why they say grown men don't cry
I don't why they say grown men don't cry

It was about 10 years later in November. Luke was coming up on his dark day, it was the 11th aniversiry of his father's death, and his was hitting him hard. He knew he was leting his father down, He was 33 and hadn't been in a relationship with anyone be Rachel. By now he was supposed to be married with kids, a dog, and white picket fence, but he wasn't, he was still alone. He did however have his eye on this woman, the same one he saw a Doose's so many years ago. But right now, he was sitting up in his bed, a dream had been haunting his sleep for the past week. One about his father and himself when he was younger.The next was his dark day, and he was at the grave of his father, and he suddenly go the urge to cry.

Keep having this dream about my old man
I'm ten years old and he's holding my hand
We're talkin' on the front porch
Watchin the sun go down
But it was just a dream
He was a slave to his job and he couldn't be around
So many things I want to say to him
But I just placed a rose on his grave and I talked to wind

I don't why they say grown men don't cry
I don't why they say grown men don't cry don't cry

About 7 years later, Luke Danes was the happiest man alive. He finally got his whole package. He was married to the woman from the market and had 4 beautiful children. His 20 year oldstep-daughter, that he sees as his own, his 5 year old twin boys that are all boy, rough and tough, and last but not least, his 3 year old baby girl, she was a miracle child, he and his wife of 5 years were told she wasn't goning live, she was born 7 weeks early. They were all sitting on the couch, with the little ones in the adults' lap, as the credits role of Willy Wonka, they all get up to go to bed, but the little girl wants a story, and he was so happy, he got the sudden urge to cry.

I'm sitting here with my kids and my wife
And everything I hold dear in my life
We say grace and thank the lord
Got so much to be thankful for
Then it's up the stairs and off to bed
And my little girl says I haven't had my story yet
And everything weighing on my mind disappears just like that
When she lifts her head off the pillow and says I love ya dad

I don't why they say grown men don't cry
I don't why they say grown men don't cry

I don't why they say grown men don't cry
I don't why they say grown men don't cry don't cry


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