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Celtic Thunder - THE OLD MAN The tears have all been shed now. We've said our last goodbyes His souls been blessed, he's laid 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 showed me things not known to kings and secret between him and me. Like the colors on the pheasant as he rises in the dawn. Or how to fish and 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. And suddenly when it happened there was so much left unsaid. No second chance to tell him thanks for everything he's 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... |
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