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A son rarely tells his Father 
how he really feels,

A handshake or a pat on the back 
is all that he reveals,

I'd like to right that wrong,

Here in this little song.

Thank you for shaping my life,

Thank you for teaching me all you can,

You are no ordinary man,

You make me everything I am.

Thank you for taking the time,

Thank you for showing me the way,

And thank you for being there
When I need you,

Thank you for every single day.

Now I've been blessed with a son of my own,

Got my own bedtime stories to tell,

If I can raise him half as well
 as you raised me,

Guess I'll be doing pretty well.

Thank you for your guiding hand, 

Thank you for making my dreams come true,

You're an extraordinary man,

And I hope you're as proud of me

As I am proud of you.

Thank you for giving me life,

Thank you for showing me good from bad.

I guess I'm only really trying to say,

Thank you for being my Dad.

Even though the years drift away, 


I never took the time just to say,

'I love you, and I always have,

And thank you for being my Dad.'

'Thank you for being my Dad.'

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Данас је година од упокојења мога вољеног оца Миленка.