The Legacy of a Whitetail Deer Hunter Page #8

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When I grow up

I'll be like my father was

These feelings so tough

When you're with slow children

Take your time

Breathe deep and clear your mind

I look at him and I know myself

Got my father on my mind

I tell ya

My father was a hunter

And I was his son

My father was a hunter

And I was his son

In the mirror,

it's getting clearer

I was his son

My father was a hunter

And I was his son

In the mirror, in the mirror

It's the face I see

It is my father

Yeah, my father

He's staring back at me

And when I look quite high

And I hear my voice

And it's coming out so loud

It's my father

Yeah, my father

It's strong and it's proud

My father was a hunter

And I was his son

My father was a hunter

And I was his son

He's in the mirror

He's getting clearer

And I was his son

My father was a hunter

And I was his son

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