His soul's been blessed,he's[Am] laid to rest,and it's [A]now I feel[D] alone,

He was[G] more that just a[C] father,a[D] teacher my best[G] friend,

And he can still be heard in the[Am] tunes we[A] shared,as we played them on our[D] own.[D7]

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I[C] never will[G] forget him for he[C] made me what I [G]am,

Though he may be[Em] gone memories[D] linger[Em] on,

And I[Am] miss him,[D]the old[G] man.

[2]

As a boy he'd take me walking,through mountain field and stream,

And he'd show me things not known to kings,a secret between him and me,

Like the colours of the pheasent,as she rises in the dawn,

And how to fish and make a wish,beside the holy tree.

[3]

Ithought he'd live forever,he seemed so big and strong,

But the minuits fly,the years roll by,for a father and his son,

Then suddenly when it happened,there was so much unsaid,

No second chance to tell him thanks for everything he's done.