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In a vine covered shack in the mountains |
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Bravely fighting the battle of time |
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Is a dear one who's weathered my sorrows |
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Tis that silver haired daddy of mine |
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If I could recall all the heartaches |
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Dear old daddy |
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I've caused you to bear |
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If I could erase those lines from your face |
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And bring back the gold to your hair |
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If God would but grant me the power |
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Just to turn back the pages of time |
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I'd give all |
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I own, if |
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I could but atone |
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To that silver haired daddy of mine |
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I know it's too late dear old daddy |
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To repay for those sorrows and cares |
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Though dear mother is waiting in heaven |
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Just to comfort, and solace you there |
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If I could recall all the heartaches |
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Dear old daddy |
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I've caused you to bear |
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If I could erase those lines from your face |
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And bring back the gold to your hair |
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If God would but grant me the power |
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Just to turn back the pages of time |
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I'd give all |
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I own, if |
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I could but atone |
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To that silver haired daddy of mine |
