| I wrote this song for my father
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| Sometimes I feel he never gave a damn about me Though he raised me like he should
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| Did he understand me? |
| No, no, I don’t think so.
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| I wrote this song for my mother
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| She had to leave me, when I was younger
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| She said son, seek this life, and keep an open mind
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| But in my mind’s eye…
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| I am free now
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| Free to live without my fears
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| I believe now
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| There’s a reason why I’m here.
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| It’s to try and do good
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| It’s to try and do better.
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| Who will I be for my daughter?
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| This little baby, she means the world to me Will I relive their mistakes?
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| Or do things the right way
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| For her sake.
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| I am free now
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| Free to live without my fears
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| I believe now
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| Theres a reason why Im here
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| Can I be a man?
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| One that understands
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| How to love more patiently
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| I’ll be free now
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| I’ll be free now.
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| And we dream of the day, when our kids can play
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| In the streets with no fear of them being taken away
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| Fathers raise their sons with respect and love
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| Handle anger and pain with no need for no guns
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| If we hope to be free it takes you and me To start over here and now
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| 'Cause this world is, the way it is, it’s how we raise our kids.
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| I wrote this song for my mother, wrote this song for our father
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| So hopefully we can come together
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| And hopefully make things a little better.
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| I am free now
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| Free to live without my fears
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| I believe now
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| There’s a reason why I’m here.
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| Can I be a man?
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| One that understands
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| How to love more patiently
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| I’ll be free now |