©1999 Jules Gouin Music
Designed by The Wing
Designed by The Wing
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Untitled He was a big man, I see him holding little sister with one hand, Helping me to catch her with the other, and, How he loved to hear us laughing, Always a gentle man, Never a cuss word or controlling hand, No matter what held try hard to understand, He left impressions that were lasting, Chorus He use to tell me son, You do things I could have never done, And he never shied away, Held always say, that he loved me, He was a kind man, That certain kind of man who'd gladly change plans, So he could listen to us play, and, How he loved to hear the singing, He was a proud man, Not so proud to reach and lend a helping hand, He feared God and loved his fellow man, And I can still hear him saying, 2nd Chorus I'm proud of you son, You do things I could have never done, And I miss him everyday, © 1999 Jules Gouin Music SOCAN 
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