Love you, love you, love you
He did, he did, he did
He stood high above you
You were just a little kid
Your daddy was a farmer
His back was burnished red and gold
And every time he closed his eyes a rooster crowed
He sowed a hundred rows of corn
The summer you were born
And wondered what your life would yield
How it feels
To be a child of his
How it feels
Your daddy was a builder
He swung his hammer brown and silver
Every time he closed his eyes a nail was drove
And you were always underfoot
Like a splinter in the wood
He couldn't pull you from his heels
How it feels
How it feels
He did, he did, he did
He stood high above you
You were just a little kid
Your daddy was a farmer
His back was burnished red and gold
And every time he closed his eyes a rooster crowed
He sowed a hundred rows of corn
The summer you were born
And wondered what your life would yield
How it feels
To be a child of his
How it feels
Your daddy was a builder
He swung his hammer brown and silver
Every time he closed his eyes a nail was drove
And you were always underfoot
Like a splinter in the wood
He couldn't pull you from his heels
How it feels
How it feels
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