| Topic: dedication to the dads out there | |
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I woke up cryin' late at night - when I was very young
I had dreamed my father - had passed away and gone My world revolved around him - I couldn't lie there anymore So I made my way down the mirrowed hall and tapped upon his door. And I said, "Daddy, I'm so afraid! How would I go on, with you gone that way? Don't wanna cry anymore So may I stay with you?" And he said, "That's my job, that's what I do Everything I do is because of you To keep you safe with me ... That's my job, you see." Later we barely got along - this teenage boy and he Most of the fights it seems - were over different dreams We each held for me ... He wanted knowledge and learning - I wanted to fly out west "Said I could make it out there - if I just had the fare I got half, will you loan me the rest?" And I said, "Daddy, I'm so afraid Theres no guarentee in the plans I've made And if I should fail, who will pay my way back home?" And he said, "That's my job, that's what I do Ev'rything I do is because of you To keep you safe with me ... That's my job, you see." Every person carves his spot - and fills the hole with life And I pray someday I might - light as bright as he. Woke up early one bright fall day - read the tragic news After all my travels, I settled down - within a mile or two I make my livin' with words and rhymes - and all the tragedies Should go into my head and out instead - as bits of poetry. But I say, "Daddy I'm so afraid How will I go on - with you gone this way How can I come up - with a song to say, "I love you." "That's my job, that's what I do Ev'rything I do is because of you To keep you safe with me ... That's my job, you see." "Ev'rything I do is because of you To keep you safe with me." |
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Sing it, CONWAY!
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this is to the man that i dont call dad, but is the one who showed me how to be a man, and even though im not his, always treated me as i was his son. mike, i love you and you are my dad.
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Happy Fathers day to all those dads that are doing their job
and the ones that continue to do their job from the other side...
Happy Fathers Day to the man that I loved and gave me the opportunity to be called "MOM"... Steve...that was just so wonderful....
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and the ones that continue to do their job from the other side...