My father says that love
Is the most beautiful thing in the world
I think girls are
I think girls are the most
Beautiful thing
Not love
Kid, be my son
What I've done to you is rotten
Say, I was scared
I kept marching in one place
Marching in time
To a tune I'd forgotten
I loved you, I love you
I meant no disgrace
This here is love
When we're talking
Face to face
Father to son
I, for one, would take love slower
I've made my choice
But you can sing a different song
Watch as you sing
How your voice gets much lower
You'll be, kid, a man, kid
If nothing goes wrong
Sing for yourself
As we march
Along
A man, kid, you'll be, kid
Whatever the song
Sing for yourself
As we march
Along
