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Song Playing: Daddy's Hands
He was rough and lacked in etiquette,
Society would say;
He had no classy attributes,
To help him on his way.
          
He was not a fancy dresser,
And he wasn't always trimmed and neat;
With simple clothes and simple shoes,
He wore upon his feet.
          
He didn't belong to a club,
Or drive a shiny car;
And when he took vacations,
He did not go very far.
          
He didn't dine on fine cuisine,
To him fast food was a treat;
And he may have use a plastic fork,
When it was time to eat.

He had a modest little house,
But had all that he needed;
He kept his lawn cut nice and short,
He even trimmed and weeded.
          
He worked long hours at his job,
To make an average pay;
And even when sick or tired,
He'd go to work each day.
          
His job was just a factory job,
His pay would make ends meet;
But a few good friends and family,
Made his life complete.
          
He was well versed in poetry,
Although not theater or art;
However, wisdom was something,
That he would constantly impart.
          
He loved the simple things in life,
For riches didn't thirst;
He knew what was important,
And his family was put first.
The wealth that God had given him,
To treasure in his life;
Loving sons and daughters,
And a very special wife.
          
He never had much money,
And his life was not a show;
But he was still the richest man,
That we will ever know.
          
To others he was a simple man,
And fame he never had;
But he's the greatest man we knew,
He also was our Dad.