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Woke up Sunday morning
Just a day like any day
Didn’t know I’d be meeting you
But you were on your way
Said a prayer and hit the road
My wife sat by my side
Couldn’t wait to see you
When you opened up your eyes

I became your father when
You became, you became
My son, my son, my son
When you became
My son, my son, my son
When you became

From hospital into our home
You felt like home to us
Everything fit into place
Our love grew more by much
Your life was merely minutes old
When you opened up your eyes
The miracle of your newborn life
Your family’s greatest pride

I became your father when
You became, you became
My son, my son, my son
When you became
My son, my son, my son
When you became

The sky cracked wide when we heard the word
That you’d be taken back
Nothing we could say or do
Could change that tragic fact
The time, it came and it went so fast
Your life with us, a flash
From hello to goodbye again
Our love burned down to ash

Once I was your father but
Now you are, now you are
You’re gone, you’re gone, you’re gone
Now you are
You’re gone, you’re gone, you’re gone
Now you are

[Bridge]
I’ll never get to teach you things
Never get to say so many things (x4)

Asleep in someone else’s arms
A million miles away
The moon sings hushed bird lullabies
You’re older with each day
The stars shine bright, the day turns dim
The world’s a different hue
The last thing I said to you …

I’ll always be your father
You will never be, never be
My son, my son, my son
You’ll never be
My son, my son, my son
You’ll never be
My son, my son, my son
You’ll never be
My son

• Folk
• Wisconsin
• beauty
• clusterfolk
• folk rock
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• milwaukee
• son
• tragedy
• West Bend