| He said, «Is this your first?»
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| And I said «Yes, sir.»
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| I smiled and I said, «We just had a girl.»
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| He said, «Oh boy. |
| Just like me,
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| you’re a fortunate one.»
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| He said, «Girl's, they’re different
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| and I ought to know.
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| I’ve got three myself
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| and they’re all grown.
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| You’re in for the ride of your life.
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| Just enjoy it, son.»
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| There’s gonna be first words.
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| There’s gonna be first dates.
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| You’ll think she’s perfect,
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| but she’ll make mistakes.
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| So be there to listen
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| and be there to talk.
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| Learn to let go
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| when it’s her time to walk.
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| And she’s on her way.
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| She’s on her own.
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| Just yesterday
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| You were bringing her home.
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| You’ll watch her fall down
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| You’ll watch her grow up
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| She’ll meet somebody
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| And she’ll fall in love
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| Hear what I say
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| They’ll come a day
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| When she’s on her way.
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| Holding her hand
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| You’ll feel like a king
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| It’s hard to say no
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| To your little queen
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| The sweetest words
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| You’ll ever hear
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| Are «I love you, Dad.»
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| Sometime’s you’re gonna wonder
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| If you’re getting it right
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| But as long as you love her
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| She’ll be just fine. |
| Smiles turn to tears
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| And back to smiles
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| At the drop of a hat.
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| Her knees’ll get skinned.
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| Her heart’ll get broke
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| The years will go fast
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| Some nights will go slow.
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| Boy, honor her mother
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| Whatever you do
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| 'Cause the worth of a man
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| She’ll take that from you.
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| When she’s on her way
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| And she’s on her way.
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| She’s on her own.
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| Just yesterday
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| You were bringing her home.
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| You’ll watch her fall down
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| You’ll watch her grow up
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| She’ll meet somebody
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| And she’ll fall in love
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| Hear what I say
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| They’ll come a day
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| When she’s on her way.
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| Off to school
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| Down the drive
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| Ponytail waves goodbye
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| She’s the light and the love of your life
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| Then there’s cars
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| There’s boys
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| All made-up
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| No more toys
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| One day she’s somebody’s wife
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| She’s on her way.
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| She’s on her road.
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| Just yesterday
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| You were bringing her home.
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| You’ll watch her fall down
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| You’ll watch her grow up
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| She’ll meet somebody
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| And she’ll fall in love
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| Hear what I say
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| They’ll come a day
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| When she’s on her way. |