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My daddy was a preacher, for this I'm mighty proud
He raised men from the dead and laid them in the ground
When they died, but they lived, for a God he helped them see
That's how my daddy raised me
My mother was a lover, for the weary and worn
She would rip out her heart for every child that was born
Like the girl, from the east, across the big blue sea
That's how my mother raised me
That's how I came to be, the man before your eyes
Through example and a chance to live before I died
We weren't rich but we weren't poor, just knew what we're living for
And that's how I came to be
My sisters are a handful, they roll like a stone
They break molds and they break rules, so you know you're not alone
In this world, and they won't rest, till your soul is finally free
That's how my sisters raised me
My brothers are brilliant thinkers, they imagine a place
Where a kid can build a rocket ship and fly into space
To see new worlds, and a boy can be a boy with great big dreams
That's how my brothers raised me
My daughter was a miracle, this I do believe
She taught us how to love she taught us to believe
In a God and a world where miracles aren't cheap
That's how my daughter raised me.