8.In My Father's Footsteps
Composer:Mel Mendel/Norman Sachs
When I Was Very Small, Before I Learn To Talk.
My Father Held My Hand And His.
He Showed Me How To Walk.
And Sometimes I Would Cry,
Or Sometimes I Would Fall.
But Always He Was There For Me,
To Help Me Thru It All.
In My Father's Footsteps, That's How I Begin.
But There Was So Much More To Know.
Still So Very Hard To Go
For Me, To Be A Man.
As I Began To Grow, My World Began To Change.
The Many Things My Father Said
To Me, Seemed Very Strange.
We'd Often Disagree.
We Both Would Take A Stand.
We Never Were So Close Again
As When He Held My Hand.
In My Father's Footsteps, That's How I Begin.
But There Was So Much More To Know.
Still So Very Hard To Go,
For Me, To Be A Man.
My Father Now Is Gone,
And More And More I See.
The Kind Of Man My Father Was,
Was Not So Bad To Be.
And Someday When I'm Old,
I Hope That I Can Be,
As Good As Dad, As My Old Man,
When He Was Here With Me.
In My Father's Footsteps, That's How I Begin.
But There Was So Much More To Know.
Still So Very Hard To Go,
For Me, To Understand.
In My Father's Footsteps, That's How I Begin...
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