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G D G The years have been many, the years have been long, A D but at last I'm returning to daddy and home. G G7 C G He's looking my way though he hardly can see, D G G7 God bless my old daddy, he recognized me. C G There's snow in his hair and I helped put it there, D D7 G G7 a halo of worry and care. C G As my daddy grows old, he's more precious than gold, D G for I cherish the snow in his hair. D G Hu hu hu hu hu, hu hu hu hu. G D G His shoulders were bent with the weight of the years, A D I scarcely could hold back the flood tide of tears. G G7 C G He walked with a cane as he hurried along, D G G7 coming to meet me, to welcome me home.
Written by Marshall T. Pack
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