Yes Dad – I Mean It
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Verse 1 – Soft, tender
I won't let you grow old, Dad
There's so much left to do
So many things that only you
Can pull me through
You hold the reins when I run wild
Lost in my own storm
You keep my feet on solid ground
Call me foolish – keep me warm
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Chorus – Simple, rising
Yes, Dad… I mean it
Every word, every line
You gave me life, now give me time
I won't let you grow old
Not your heart, not your soul
Just your body might get tired
But the you I love? I'll hold
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Verse 2 – Warm, hopeful
Some day I'll get married
And I swear this to be true
A thirty-five-year-old love story
Will come on honeymoon too
We'll learn from you the secret
Of a happy, long, long game
Then when I have my own kids
I'll learn from you again
Not how to be perfect
Not how to be always right
But how to be a father
Who lets his children shine their light
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Chorus – Stronger, deeper
Yes, Dad… I mean it
You never played God's role
You just let me be the soul I came with
You let me feel whole
So I won't let you grow old
Not your laugh, not your gaze
You can't leave me in this world alone
Not after all these days
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Bridge – Spoken-sung, raw
You never got tired of my mess
You showed up in your wheelchair too
So don't think for a moment, Dad
That I'm done leaning on you
I'll press your feet not because you're tired
But so I can hear one more story
From your black-and-white days
Your worn-out hands, your quiet glory
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Verse 3 – Playful, emotional
And at the very end, Dad
When you're ready to leave this land
I'll still look at you and say –
"Go upstairs and book our place, understand?"
Because even before I came down here
You had already prepared
So I will follow right behind you
I can't stay long without you there
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Final Chorus – Full, tearful, strong
Yes, Dad… I mean it
I won't let you grow old
Wrinkles aren't old age
Your story's still untold
I still need you for so many things
Only you can do
So don't you dare get older, Dad
I'm not done needing you
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Outro – Whispered
Yes, Dad…
I mean it.
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