Daddy Was a Hard Working Honest Man

Daddy was a hard working honest man

He built our home with his own hands

Working long days, and late every night for the family

When evening came and the sun went down

He and old John would still be making the rounds

Doing all he could, to make ends meet for the family

He never had to say how he felt inside

I could see it in his eyes and feel it when he cried

Somehow I just always knew, my daddy's love was true

Daddy was a hard working honest man

He built our home with his own hands

Lord, we sure could use more good men like daddy

So much I've learned to understand

Holding daddy's calloused hands

And listening as he dreamed and planed for the family

Now things have changed since he's been gone

But in my heart, his dream lives on

And I'll do my best to carry on like daddy

I pray every night that folks would see

The love of my lord and my daddy, and me

And my only dream is that one day

My little boy will say

"My daddy was a hard working honest man

He built our home with his own hands

Lord, we sure could use, more good men like daddy

Lord, we sure could use, more good men like daddy

Daddy was a hard working honest man