let's gather round the supper table,
and tell the boy he's just as able
to die with his boots untied
evening's come, let's settle down
and sing one more song without a frown
sing for, sing for our voices
and more, sing for our choices,
just don't lie, lie, lie, lie, lie...
love must stand when raising a man... raising a man...
to teach him direction and the best that he can
and lesson one, you will run,
sink into your chair with fright
a baby boy is born today
where comes he from, where will he play?
will he run or will he stand?
now I lay him down to sleep
a state of mind, his soul will keep.
I give him words, words to say
that he might love, love everyday
just don't lie, lie, lie, lie, lie...
love must stand when raising a man
to teach him direction and the best that he can
and lesson one, you will run,
sink into your chair with fright
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