This is a song Dave wrote about watching his son grow up. Sort of like Harry Chapin’s ‘Cat’s In The Cradle‘, but not as sad
Lyrics by David S. Becker
Verse 1
Well, I remember when I was much younger
I’d gaze up at the sky and wonder
What I did
To deserve this kid
Verse 2
Well somewhere along the line I must have
Shined a little light while
God had looked my way
I’ll never forget that day
Pre -Chorus
The day my son breathed life
And I looked at my wife
Holding this newborn tyke
Chorus (ages 1 – 8)
And it’s 1,2 … You stand on your own
3,4… You tell us your name
And the years fly by
Right before my eyes
And it’s 5,6 … “Dad can we play”
7,8 … You’d talk so much
I was so amazed
At every word you’d say
Verse 3
So much time has passed since then
Stupid fights and “where ya beens'”
Don’t matter none
You’ve just begun
Verse 4
And you’re off to school and on your own
I think about how time has flown
Your soul has soared
The eyes of a child have roared … You’ve gone to …
Pre-Chorus
To live your life
I pray we taught you right
I pray your light shines bright
Chorus (ages 9-16)
And it’s 9,10 … Your’re stayin’ with friends
11,12 … You’re scorin’ a goal
I scream “that’s my boy”
You were my pride & joy
And it’s 13,14 … Another game
15, 16 … More of the same
You were a rising star
You had come so far
(solo)
Bridge
And the years keep rollin’ by
That’s no child before my eyes
Chorus variation (ages 17-20)
Well it’s 17,1,.19,20
“Can I borrow the car, can I have some money”
“I’ll be home real late”
“Don’t stay up and wait”
Bridge
And the years keep rollin’ by
That’s a man before my eyes … You’ve gone …
Pre-Chorus
To live your life
I pray we taught you right
I pray your light shines bright
Tonight and every night
©2012/2013 David S. Becker
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David Becker | song writing, vocals, rhythm guitar, lead guitar |
Paul Battersby | drums, bass, mixing |
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It’s a helluva good song. Paul’s choice of simple drum, bass, mixing brings the line of it into the more flexible and lively zone of an Arlo Guthrie classic. My own son, who is a musician listened to it and said–“Wow.”
Hey, Stanley. Thanks for your comment. It’s greatly appreciated.