If I'm What You Want
Damn, I Love My Dad
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I wrote this song the night my dad, Harold, died. My brother Barry gave me this poem he had written for/about him several months prior to his passing. The death certificate never gave the real reason why he died. He missed Tillie, our mom. (See lyrics to "Let Me Play" on the "Sold Me Out" CD)

My father is my idol ~ he's worth a million bucks

His fortune isn't money ~ it didn't come from luck

His mind that makes decisions ~ about the way he lives his life

Cannot make better choices ~ than his friends, career and wife

You know he's always been my hero

Ever since I was a lad

I hope to grow up like him

Damn, I love my dad

 

 

His heart that cares so very much ~ sometimes tough to see...I'm told

But if you get to know him ~ you'll see it's lined with gold

His soul; it is an image ~ "Pieces of Eight"

And if you are a believer ~ you'll know that he is a saint

You know he's always been my hero

Ever since I was a lad

I hope to grow up like him

Damn, I love my dad

 

 

 

~ Whoa ~

I hope to grow up like him ~ Damn, I love my dad

I'm gonna miss you...Bub

I miss you dad

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