| He’s worth more
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| Than every star in the sky
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| With that look of forgiveness
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| That’s always in his eyes
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| He works so hard
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| But gentle as a lamb
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| He gave up so much
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| To make me just what I am and, oh
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| Oh, let me be
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| The man my daddy was
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| Oh, let me be
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| The man my daddy was
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| When I was young
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| Sometimes foolishly I played
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| But he reached out and, oh
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| Showed me the way
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| Now he’s only human
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| And bound to make mistakes
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| But it was all right
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| By the moment I would awake and, oh
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| Oh, let me be
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| The man my daddy was
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| Oh, let me be
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| The man my daddy was
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| Sometimes I hope
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| I don’t live to see the day
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| When he reaches down
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| And take them both away
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| And look at my children
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| Sometimes foolishly they play
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| Let me live long enough
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| Let me show them the way
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| My clothes were sometimes untidy
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| And that bed was never made
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| But mom and dad would scold me good
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| Never doubted I’ve made the grade
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| But now that I’m a man
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| I ask the Lord up above
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| Please let me raise my children right
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| And be the man my daddy was and, oh
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| Oh, let me be
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| The man my daddy was
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| Oh, let me be
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| The man my daddy was
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| He was a good man
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| He was a poor man
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| Oh, let me be |