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A father never quits
His hands are worn
Calloused and sore
His arms are muscled
His legs look torn
I see a trickle of blood from a nail
His skin so burnt
But his stomach so pale
His eyes look tired
His body moves slow
He works so hard
If only we knew
Everyday he goes back for more
The sun beaming down
His boots are worn
He is so tired
Yet he never quits
Because he's a man
And he will always provide for his kids.
when you hear people talking about being a man
Look at my husband cause he represents,
All those hard working loyal dads
He don't look for recognition
Because he doesn't need it.
He will always step up
No matter how down he feels
Because he's got three boys
And he will always be their dad.
