Paroles de To Make My Father Proud
To make my father proudTo make my mother smile
I need no conquered worlds, a flame
Not set, the paceful style
If I can follow through
Oh, love think wavely me as my tears
I'll find the way to sell my clothes
Avoiding ships a fuss
If I don't come up, number one
I'll stand not well apart
As one for numbered numbers
When knowing in my heart
I dare not to be done
To always do my best
By listening to me, myself
So he can do or else
(Of without compromise,
Shall follow the feel of constant care)
In my eleven hour
I'll be a man the way
To face whatever force my way
Prepared that are a shame Who are growing still a child
And that will make my father proud
And make my mother smile...
(Proud)
I'll find the way to sell my clothes
Avoiding ships a fuss
If I don't come up, number one
I'll stand not well apart
As one for numbered numbers
When knowing in my heart
I dare not to be done
To always do my best
By listening to me, myself
So he can do or else
(Of without compromise,
Shall follow the feel of constant care)
In my eleven hour
I'll be a man the way
To face whatever force my way
Prepared that are a shame Who are growing still a child
And that will make my father proud
And make my mother smile...
(Proud)
CREWE, BOB/WEISS, LAURENCE
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