The Old Man

The tears have all been shed now We've said our last goodbye His soul's been blessed And he's laid to rest And it's now I feel alone He was more than just a father A teacher, my best friend He can still be heard In the tunes we shared When we played them on our own I never will forget him For he made me what I am Though he may be gone Memory lingers on And I miss him, the old man As a boy, he'd take me walking By mountain, field, and stream And he'd show me things Not known to kings And secret between him and me Like the colors of the pheasant As he rises in the dawn And how to fish, and make a wish Beside the holly tree I never will forget him For he made me what I am Though he may be gone Memory lingers 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 his 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 Memory lingers on And I miss him, the old man