The tears have all been shed now,
We've said our last goodbyes.
His soul's been blessed, he's haid to rest,
And it's now I feel alone.

He was more than just my father,
My teacher, my best friend.
And he'll still be heard in the tunes we shared
When I play them on my own.

I never will forget him,
For he made me what I am.
Though he may be gone,
Memories linger on.
And I miss him, the Old Man

As a boy, he'd take me walking
By mountain, field, and stream
And he'd show me things not known to kings,
A secret between him and me.

Like the colors on a Pheasant,
As he rises in the dawn.
Or how to fish, or make a wish
beside a fairy tree.

I never will forget him.
for he made me what I am.
Though he may be gone
Memories linger on.
And I miss him, the Old Man.

I thought he'd live forever,
He seemed so big and strong.
But the minutes fly, and the years roll by
For a father and a son.

But suddenly, when it happened,
There was so much left unsaid.
No second chance, to tell him thanks
For everything he'd done.

I never will forget him,
For he made me what I am.
Though he may be gone,
Memories linger on.
God, I miss him, the Old Man


Lyrics submitted by celticgirl4

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