Luke Bryan’s Son, Thomas Boyer Bryan, Turns 11-Years-Old!

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Country music star Luke Bryan and wife Caroline thought up the best way to celebrate their son Thomas Boyer Bryan's birthday!

Country music superstar Luke Bryan and wife Caroline Boyer Bryan’s eldest son, Thomas Boyer Bryan, is now 11-years-old! To celebrate his birthday, Luke and Caroline busted out some tunes and a few signature dance moves. Fortunately for all of us, the hilarious family moment made it onto social media.

“Happy 11th bday Bo! No matter how old you get…we will always wake you up with the “birthday song”!” Caroline shared.

Scroll right to see Thomas Boyer Bryan react to his surprise birthday wake up call!

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Happy 11th bday Bo! No matter how old you get…we will always wake you up with the “birthday song”! #serenadebrigade

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Imagine waking up to that! Bo looked to be a mixture of embarrassed and amused by his parents while he hid in his bunk bed.

“Happy birthday to Bo Bryan. The sweetest. Kindest. You are just perfect. I love you. 11. Hard to believe,” Luke expressed in his own happy birthday message to his eldest son.

Besides Bo, the happy couple are also proud parents to 8-year-old Tatum Christopher Bryan aka “Tate.” After Luke’s older sister Kelly passed away in 2007, followed by her husband Ben Lee Cheshire in 2014, the pair began raising their teenage nephew Tilden. Til’s two older sisters, Kris and Jordan, also frequent the Bryan family home.

We wish Thomas Boyer Bryan a very happy birthday week! Share this update with other fans of this country music family!

“What Makes You Country” Lyrics 

People talkin’ ’bout what is and what ain’t country
What gives ’em a right to wear a pair of beat-up boots?
Is it the size of your tires and your fires, or your wild ass buddies?
Well, give me a minute, let me hit you with some hometown truth
You could be a cowboy on the Texas plain
Or a plowboy waitin’ on the rain
We’re all a little different, but we’re all the same
Everybody doin’ their own thing
I got my dirt road cred when I was twelve
On a no cab tractor hauling them bales
Backing in boats, fishing limb lines
Running bird dogs through the Georgia pines
Step side cover down in peanut dust
Friday night spotlight, and that was us
It might not’ve been you, but I can’t judge
Just be proud of what makes you country
Does it run in your blood?
Did it come from your daddy and mama?
Where you converted by an Alabama song on the radio?
That feels so right
Did you lock eyes with a little green eyed girl from Jackson?
Tell me what got ya, I just gotta know
Me, I got my Sunday learning in a live oak church
Silver Queen corn in a backyard dirt
Waiting for the fall to finally come along
So I can grab my gun and get my outside on
Step side cover down in peanut dust
Friday night spotlight, and that was us
It might not’ve been you, but I can’t judge
Just be proud of what makes you country
Might be from a city or a little farm town
Whatever kind of square that you drove around
Do you wear in on your sleeve or keep it deep down?
You know you gotta let it out
I got my dirt road cred back when I was twelve
On a no cab tractor hauling them bales
Backing in boats, fishing limb lines
Running bird dogs through them Georgia pines
Step side cover down in peanut dust
Friday night spotlight, and that was us
It might not’ve been you, but I ain’t judging
And just be proud of what makes you country
Whatever makes you country
You do your kinda country
They doing they kind of country
I do my kind of country
Whatever makes us country

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