| Sometimes I run through the woods with my pellet gun, pretend I am fighting
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| With the boys on Juno beach with some pinecone grenades in my red flyer wagon
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| And I lie awake dreaming someday I might be just like the man
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| With the camouflage maple leaf on his sleeve — yeah I’d be just like you dad
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| They tell me I look just like you
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| They say I’ve got your mischievous smile
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| They tell me someday I’ll make make sense of this, each year I grow,
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| each passing mile
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| They say son you walk alone now, but they don’t see what I see
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| I’ve got the footprints of a giant stretching out in front of me
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| There will be lonely days, days I shut out the world and just come undone
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| But I’ll try my best to live life like you did, my days out in the sun
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| I’ll learn about you from your best friends, laugh at the crazy things you did
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| And I’ll walk in your steps with my little feet until someday they fit,
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| I hope someday they fit
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| They tell me I look just like you
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| They say I’ve got your mischievous smile
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| They tell me someday I’ll make make sense of this, each year I grow,
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| each passing mile
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| And I hear that boy he is lost now, but they don’t see what I see
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| I’ve got the footprints of a giant stretching out in front of me
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| And the flag flies low, 21 guns smoke, and by thousands they say goodbye
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| And the guard salutes with the snap of their boots to the hero neath the red
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| and white
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| There will be lonely days, days I shut out the world and just come undone
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| But I’ll try my best to live life like you did, and fill my years with sun
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| And someday when you’re out walkin you’ll hear a voice from behind you
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| Sayin wait up dad and you’re goin a little too fast and I’ll run up to you…
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| …In the footprints of a giant. |