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My Daddy was a good old man

kind and strong and steady

but dying was not his cup of tea

and for it he was not ready

He lived a long and Godly life

and in his ways, was surely set

and he said, to leave this old earth now

wel, he wasn't homesick yet

He plowed his fields and raised his cows

and for God and home, he'd shed a tear

but what lay on the other side of life

he didn't want to hear

He went to church each Sunday

but on cards he'd still play and take a bet

and he had some things to get straight with God

but he just was not ready yet

One day he talked to me a while

and said he needed help to pray

he figured time was getting short

and he didn't know what to say

Well, today Dad took his final trip

and we all stood and cried

but now he walks the golden way

upon the other side

Now I bet he's smiling down on us

and if I know my Dad, I'll bet

he's saying to himself just now

well this came to me as quite a shock

cause I sure wasn't homesick yet