Lyrics

Father, can't you see the sun coming up?
Fill up your cup and drink to the day

Father, there's time enough ahead
For you to do the things that you said you would

There's many an old fiddle
That plays the sweetest song
And there are many songs
For you to teach me

Father, can't you hear the voices raised in prayer?
For all you've done and all you've made

There's many an old fiddle
That plays the sweetest song
And there are many songs
For you teach me

Father, can't you see the sun coming up
Fill up your cup and drink to the day
Father...