[Verse 1]
My Dad's boots are old and worn
My Dad's face is tired and drawn
But my Dad's feet will meet the dawn
My Dad's walking on
My Dad's cheeks are red and raw
My Dad's legs are bruised and sore
But my Dad's feet can take some more
My Dad's walking on
[Chorus]
From Lakeland hill to Eastern fen
300 miles and back again
We will walk and talk like men
3 Dads walking on
[Verse 2]
My Dad's world was torn in two
No words can hold the pain he knew
But there was one thing he could do
So my Dad's walking on
My Dad speaks of all his pain
So other Dads might do the same
My Dad will not be ashamed
My Dad's walking on
My Dad's boots are old and worn
My Dad's face is tired and drawn
But my Dad's feet will meet the dawn
My Dad's walking on
My Dad's cheeks are red and raw
My Dad's legs are bruised and sore
But my Dad's feet can take some more
My Dad's walking on
[Chorus]
From Lakeland hill to Eastern fen
300 miles and back again
We will walk and talk like men
3 Dads walking on
[Verse 2]
My Dad's world was torn in two
No words can hold the pain he knew
But there was one thing he could do
So my Dad's walking on
My Dad speaks of all his pain
So other Dads might do the same
My Dad will not be ashamed
My Dad's walking on
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