Up With My Dad
When I was little
And tired or sad
The place I felt better
Was up with my dad
My dad is the tallest
The nicest, and he
Could make everything better
By carrying me
Up with my dad
I could see miles and miles
I could reach all the treetops
And touch all the smiles
Up with my dad
I was hero and cape
We're adventure crusaders
We could hide or escape
Up with my dad
There were new things to learn
There were places to visit
And then, when we'd return
Up with my dad
I could snuggle to sleep
While he whispered me tales
Of the memories we'd keep
Of our day spent together
The good times we had
Oh, the place I loved most was just
Up with my dad
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