Mama called about the paper turns out they wrote about me Now my broken heart's the only thing that's broke about me So many people should have seen what we got going on I only wanna put my heart and my life in songs Writing about the pain I felt with my daddy gone About the emptiness I felt when I sat alone About the happiness I feel when I sing it loud He should have heard the noise we made with the happy crowd Did my grandaddy know he taught me what a poem was How you can use a sentence or just a simple pause What will I say when my kids ask me who my daddy was I thought about it for a while and I'm at a loss Knowing that I'm gonna live my whole life without him I found out a lot of things I never knew about him All I know is that I'll never really be alone Cause we gotta lot of love and a happy home Magazines are writing stuff but I don't ever read them Some of the folks I used to know would see and start believing That I would pass them by on streets and never reach to greet them I still remember folks even though I rarely meet them Don't you know I miss the times when we used to hang Before twenty deep depended on a single man Before a single heart was broken by a single blow Before all our careers depended on a single show I grew up with a lot of love in a Happy Home Now I got a lot of cash and I'm on a road I realize privacy's becoming difficult It's all right now but what about when I'm old I know my good friends now they'll last The same ones that stood by me when my daddy past All I know is that we'll never really be alone Cause we got a lot of love and a happy home I write a lot of songs will anybody ever read them You hear them on the radio but will you really read them Why do we have our idols and why do we wanna be them After we see them on TV we really wanna meet them Don't you think they miss the time when they used to hang Before a fan base depended on a single man Before a single heart was broken by a single show Who's gonna stand who's gonna fall I really wanna know I grew up with a lot of love in a happy home My daddy use to play me vinyl but now daddy's gone I used to practice with my mommy on the piano I still get nervous every time I know she's at a show Now my family comes first before everyone I had the perfect dad I wanna be the perfect son Though I really feel sometimes I'm on my own I know I got a lot of love and a happy home
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The posts have been about friendship this week, we can’t forget our BEST earthly friend and the importance of maintaining our relationship with him!
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