| A word in your ear, from father to son
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| hear the words that I say
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| I fought with you, fought on your side
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| Long before you were born
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| Joyful the sound, the word goes around
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| From father to son, to son
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| And the voice is so clear, time after time it leeps
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| Calling you, calling you on
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| Don’t destroy what you see, your country to be
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| Just keep on building on the ground that’s been won
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| Kings will be crowned, the word goes around
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| From father to son, to son
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| Take this letter that I give you
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| Take it sonny, hold it high
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| You won’t understand a word that’s in it
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| But you’ll write it all again before you die
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| A word in your ear from father to son
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| Funny you don’t hear a single word I say
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| But my letter to you, will stay by your side
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| Through the years till the loneliness is gone
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| Sing if you will — but the air you breathe I live to give you
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| Father to son
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| Father to, father to, father to son
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| Joyful the sound, the word goes around
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| From father to son, to son…
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| Kings will be crowned, the word goes around
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| From father to son, to son… |