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Dad took some paper from his pocket,
and quickly wrote a note.
It said, ?I owe you for everything,
but you see right now I?m broke.

So I?m gonna give you my time,
two hours you can fill.
Tell the preacher what you?d have me do,
I promise that I will.?

Then he folded up the paper
put it in the plate.
He turned to me said ?see son,
it don?t matter what you make.

When times get tough, you find a way.
Don?t make excuses,
that?s no way,
to live your life, take my advice.

It?s not what?s in your bank account,
It?s what?s in your heart that counts.
I know it?s true, one day so will you.

We all have a choice
as to how to live.
Some choose to take from others,
But you should choose to give.?

I recall the day my daddy died.
The service that we held that night.
Standin? in front of the church,
As I said my last goodbyes.

I took some paper from my pocket,
And quickly wrote a note.
It said, ?I owe you for everything,
And I can only hope.


That I turned out like you wanted,
I hope I made you proud.
Rest knowing that I?ll do my best,
To pass your wisdom down.?

Then I folded up the paper
put it in his hand.
I turned to my own son
Said, ?There lies one great man.?

Who said?.
?When times get tough, you find a way.
Don?t make excuses,
that?s no way,
to live your life, take my advice.

It?s not what?s in your bank account,
It?s what?s in your heart that counts.
I know it?s true, one day so will you.

We all have a choice
as to how to live.
Some choose to take from others,
But you should choose to give.?

Sometimes when I sleep at night,
I dream of him, I?m not sure why.
His voice it seems so real,
As I hear him say?

When times get tough, you find a way.
Don?t make excuses,
that?s no way,
to live your life, take my advice.

It?s not what?s in your bank account,
It?s what?s in your heart that counts.
I know it?s true, one day so will you.

We all have a choice
as to how to live.
Some choose to take from others,
But you should choose to give.?