Tim Sharp

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Building Man
Tim Sharp / Kathy Gordon ©2018


Verse 1

Well my daddy was a building man, made it all with his own hands, and all of the time....
When I turn around in my hometown all I see up and down these streets, is his whole life.
From the corner church, the liquor store, and all the way up and down here to the local root beer stand
He built them all. He loved his work. He was a master with a plan.


Chorus

Well, Daddy never would be President
He would never teach in some fine school
You see my daddy was a building man
The greatest man that I ever knew
He'd raise the walls, and put on a roof
But not for legacy
He was the greatest builder of all
He built the best in me.


Verse 2

He'd say, "Son, shake a hand, give your word and always look a man right in the eye.
Work all day and earn your pay, but never stop reaching for your dreams high in the sky.
Mind your manners, help your neighbors, and remember pride comes before the fall.
Love your mama. Watch over her, when the day comes that I'm gone."


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Bridge

He told us how he built this town from the ground, I guess I never realized
What I'd give to hear his stories again, another thousand times

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Tag
He was the greatest builder of all, building the best in me