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I've heard all the stories of you back in your primeHow you held all your pride in hands stainedAnd you'd go to work for a breadcrumbs and dirtSo your kids could stand tall in their nameAnd you'd told me: Son, they're things to be doneWhen you're older and stronger like meYou give all you have just to be a good dadAnd you'll die a thousand times just to pleaseAn old man, the blood that you bledAnd the mouths that you fed at your doorAn old man, the sweat that you pourProves that they don't make 'em like you no moreAn old man, the dinners you missedSo your daughters could eat at this tableAn old man, I would give backAll the things that you've lacked if I's ableI've never seen you smile like you did out in PinevilleWhen the crowd screamed the words of your kidAnd you told me: Boy, it's been a long hard roadIn this life that I've chose for my kinAnd I wish and I pray I could go back in timeSo I could raise up this family againAn old man, the blood that you bledAnd the mouths that you fed at your doorAn old man, the sweat that you pourProves that they don't make 'em like you no moreAn old man, the dinners you missedSo your daughters could eat at this tableAn old man, I would give backAll the things that you've lacked if I's ableI've heard all the stories of you back in your primeHow you held all your pride in hands stained
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