Maybe You Called Him Harry, Big Irish or Mr. C.
Maybe You Called Him Daddy, Brother, Husband or Poppy.
But, No Matter What You Called My Dad, On One Thing You Can Depend.
If You Ever Met Him Once, Well, Then You Called Him Friend.

So Daddy, Say Hello To Jesus Christ And Say A Prayer For Me.
Let Him Know That He’s In Our Soul, And It’s Because Of You We Believe.

Maybe You Knew Him On The Piers, Or From The Old West Side.
Or Maybe From Walking With His Grandkids, Filled With So Much Pride.
But, No Matter When You Met My Dad, One Thing Would Never Fail.
He’d Give You A Smile, Shake Your Hand, And Say “How Ya Doin Pal?”

So Daddy, Say Hello To Jesus Christ And Say A Prayer For Me.
Let Him Know That He’s In Our Soul, And It’s Because Of You We Believe.

If you Ever Had A Problem, Or Just Needed Someone Who Cared.
Then You Probably Counted On My Dad To Help With A Candle And A Prayer.
So Wipe Away Those Tears Of Pain That Fall Upon Your Face.
Because One Thing I Know For Sure, My Dad’s In A Better Place.

So Daddy, Say Hello To Jesus Christ And Say A Prayer For Me.
Let Him Know That He’s In Our Soul, And It’s Because Of You We Believe.

As always, until next time, stay safe!

later,
dan

"My karma tells me, You've been screwed again! If you let them do it to ya, you've got yourself to blame! It's you who feels the pain! It's you who takes the shame!"