When I was a child

Seen by dad's friends,

They'd shake their heads

And marvel aloud,

"There is no doubt of

Whose son he is!"

You see they all said I looked

Just like my dad.

When I was a lad

With friends at play,

We'd dream of men

We'd be like some day.

And when we would choose,

I'd always say,

"I want to grow up and be

Just like my dad."

He is a just man

And honest too,

And men like him

They are but a few.

And when I am grown,
 

A man of integrity,

Just like my dad.

So now I'm a man,

And I can see

Much of my dad

Reflected in me.

And it would be grand

If my son said,

"I want to grow up and be

Just like my dad."

Christmas 1985