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When I was very small, before I learned to talk
My father held my hand and his, and showed me how to walk
And sometimes I would cry, for sometimes I would fall
But always he was there for me, to help me through it all
In my father's footsteps, that's how I begin
But there was so much more to know
Still so very far to go for me to be a man
As I began to grow, my world began to change
The many things my father said to me seemed very strange
We'd often disagree, we both would take a stand
We never were so close again, as when he held my hand
In my father's footsteps, that's how I begin
But there was so much more to know (ooh)
Still so very far to go for me to understand (ooh)
My father now is gone, and more and more I see
The kind of man my father was, was not so bad to be
And someday when I'm old, I hope that I can be
As good a dad as my old man when he was here with me
In my father's footsteps, that's how I begin
But there was so much more to know (ooh)
Still so very far to go for me to understand (ooh)
In my father's footsteps, that's how I begin
But there was so much more to know (ooh)
Still so very far to go for me to understand (ooh)
In my father's footsteps, that's how I begin