for the man i've known

when i was knee high to a grasshopper, my father said someday you'll be a man, and all the simple things i found to be confusing, i will grow to understand, like how the songbird sings the morning in so sweetly, fulfilling part of god's great plan, so i watched my youth unravel as i held on to my papa's hand, singing hallelujah for the man i've known, singing hallelujah for the man i've known, and he's teaching me how, how to grow, now we've seen beauty turn to ashes, but the hard times gave us hearts of gold, and we have kept a youthful spirit, while so many here amongst us have grown old, just as the evergreen stands strong, thorough the winter deeply rooted in the land, i have weathered many seasons as i held onto my papa's hand, singing hallelujah for the man i've known, singing hallelujah for the man i've known, and he's teaching me how, how to grow, and he's teaching me how, just as the evergreen stands strong, thorough the winter deeply rooted in the land, i have weathered many seasons as i held onto my papa's hand