I'll Never Be More Proud
A man walks on this earth For not so very long And he wonder what He'll be remembered by When he is gone. So he struggles through the years Down a road he paves With hopes and fears Trying to carve his name upon the wall of time And so it is, my son That I stand here now Looking over the years Of all the sweat and tears That crossed my brow All the battle plans I drew And all the mountains That I tried to move Lay behind me now Like miles of sifting sand. But of all the things I've done I'll never be more proud Than of you, my son And of all the dreams I've had It meant more just to hear You call me Dad More than any wealth or fame Or any glory I wish I could claim More than anything I'll ever do Son, I'll always be most proud Of You.