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ThGe years have been many, Dthe years have Gbeen long,
but at last I'm returning Ato daddy Dand home.
He's Glooking G7my way though Che hardly Gcan see,
God bless my old daddy, Dhe recogniGzed G7me.
There's Csnow in his hair Gand I helped put it there,
a Dhalo of D7worry and Gcare. G7
As my Cdaddy grows old, he's moGre precious than gold,
for I cherish the Dsnow in Ghis hair.
Hu hu hu hu Dhu, hu hu Ghu hu.
His Gshoulders were bent with Dthe weight of Gthe years,
I scarcely could hold back the Aflood tide Dof tears.
He Gwalked with G7a cane as Che hurriGed along,
coming to meet me, Dto welcome Gme hoG7me.
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