| Do you recall, Daddy when I was six?
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| I got lost out in the woods and you worried yourself sick
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| What about the day I got in my first fight
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| Mama, she got mad but you swelled up with pride
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| I never knew how deep a father’s love could run
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| Until I had a son
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| From watching him learn how to crawl
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| To skinned up knees from skateboard falls
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| To praying he’d get through football alive
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| From hearing his first words spoken
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| The first time his heart got broken
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| And knowing soon he’ll spread his wings and fly
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| I guess I didn’t know what a Daddy goes through
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| Til I was a Daddy too
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| Real love, the kind that you can’t understand
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| Until you hold it in your arms and touch it with your hands
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| Pure joy, the kind that you can only find
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| When you live your life for them and leave yourself behind
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| More and more I’m seeing life go by
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| Through my Daddy’s eyes
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| From watching him learn how to crawl
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| To skinned up knees from skateboard falls
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| To praying he’d get through football alive
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| From hearing his first words spoken
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| The first time his heart got broken
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| And knowing soon he’ll spread his wings and fly
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| I guess I didn’t know what a Daddy goes through
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| Til I was a Daddy too
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| The fast pace of time goes racing from first grade to graduation
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| And knowing soon he’ll spread his wings and fly
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| I guess I didn’t know what a Daddy goes through
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| Til I was a Daddy too
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| I guess I didn’t know what a Daddy goes through
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| Til I was a Daddy too |