Hey Papa, wanna thank you soFor who you is and what you be and all that ya doYou, yeh, you, you always taught me right from wrongI ain't got much, but Papa I wrote you this song All the pain and suffering I watched you ignoreFrom a poor boy, through the ruins of warWhen my life is over and I done found my homeJust remember ... son you're not alone A hard road is what it's gonna beWhen I think of all you been and doneSo glad I got to know ya PapaSo glad I was the chosen oneSo glad I was the chosen one You, yeh, you, always seemed find some timeBeyond my dying day, you'll always be a friend of mineAnd you, ya left some big shoes to fillI'll do my best to make ya proudI promise that I willAll the pain and suffering I watched you ignoreFrom a poor boy, through the ruins of warWhen my life is over and I done found my homeJust remember... son you're not alone A hard road is what it's gonna beWhen I think of all you been and doneSo glad I got to know ya PapaSo glad I was the chosen oneSo glad I was the chosen one
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