The Chosen One

Hey Papa, wanna thank you so
For who you is and what you be and all that ya do
You, yeh, you, you always taught me right from wrong
I aint got much, but
Papa I wrote you this song
All the pain and suffering
I watched you ignore
From a poor boy, through the ruins of war
When my life is over and
I done found my home
Just remember ... son youre not alone
A hard road is what its gonna be
When I think of all you been and done
So glad I got to know ya
Papa So glad
I was the chosen one
So glad I was the chosen one
You, yeh, you, always seemed find some time
Beyond my dying day, youll always be a friend of mine
And you, ya left some big shoes to fill
Ill do my best to make ya proud
I promise that
I will All the pain and suffering
I watched you ignore
From a poor boy, through the ruins of war
When my life is over and
I done found my home
Just remember... son youre not alone
A hard road is what its gonna be
When I think of all you been and done
So glad I got to know ya
Papa So glad
I was the chosen one
So glad I was the chosen one