Daddy

<p>His deeds were never published for the public<br/>The things he did were never done for show<br/>His name was never printed in the paper<br/>Until about two days ago<br/><br/>He only filed a short form for his taxes<br/>No one asked him how he felt about the war<br/>He always had a good word for his neighbor<br/>Now his good words won&#x27;t be heard anymore<br/><br/>And through the rain I heard the choir singing<br/>&quot;Nearer my God to Thee&quot;<br/>Through the mist I saw some children crying<br/>And I felt nearer my God to Thee<br/><br/>His table was never full of plenty<br/>His silverware was never the real thing<br/>But the tears on the faces of his family<br/>Were just as real as if he were a king<br/>The preacher said he&#x27;d always been a good man<br/>But preachers love to throw that phrase around<br/>But the tears I tasted gave his words new meaning<br/>Watching old friends putting daddy in the ground<br/><br/>And through the rain I heard the choir singing<br/>&quot;Nearer my God to Thee&quot;<br/>Through the mist I saw some children crying<br/>And I felt nearer my God to Thee<br/>&quot;Nearer my God to Thee&quot;