The tears have all been shed now, we’ve said our last goodbye’s.
His soul’s been blessed, and he’s laid to rest, and it’s now I feel alone.
He was more than just a father, a teacher, my best friend.
He can still be heard in the tunes we shared when we play them on our own.
I never will forget him for he made me what I am.
Though he may be gone memory lingers on.
And I miss him, the old man.
As a boy he’d take me walking by mountain, field and stream.
And he showed me things not known to kings and secrets between him and me.
Like the colors of the pheasant as he rises in the dawn,
And how to fish, and make a wish beside the holly tree.
I never will forget him for he made me what I am.
Though he may be gone memory lingers on.
And I miss him, the old man.
I thought he’d live forever he seemed so big and strong.
But the minutes fly and the years roll by for a father and his son.
And suddenly when it happened, there was so much left unsaid.
No second chance to tell him thanks for everything he’s done.
I never will forget him for he made me what I am.
Though he may be gone memory lingers on.
And I miss him, my old man.
1994 – Phil Coulter – Performed by John McDermott – Album: A Time to Remember