Happy Birthday Son: Working Hands

Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Another year has turned and flown, my boy, you're all grown
Just yesterday you were so small, now standing strong and tall
I watch you from across the yard, with pride that's plain to see
And in your eyes, a man I find, the man you've come to be

[Chorus]
Happy Birthday, Son, my heart is full and true
Watching you walk in those old work boots, generations shining through
They carry stories in their soles, of sweat and honest toil
And now they walk a path with you, upon this country soil

[Verse 2]
Your grandad wore them in the field, your uncle on the farm
They saw your daddy through the years, through sunshine and through storm
And now those scuffed and sturdy hides embrace your steady stride
A symbol of the legacy, you carry deep inside

[Chorus]
Happy Birthday, Son, my heart is full and true
Watching you walk in those old work boots, generations shining through
They carry stories in their soles, of sweat and honest toil
And now they walk a path with you, upon this country soil

[Bridge]
It ain't just leather, dirt, and lace, that holds those memories tight
It's knowing that you understand the meaning of hard work and light
From father down to son, a silent promise kept
In every step you take, a proud tradition's swept

[Chorus]
Happy Birthday, Son, my heart is full and true
Watching you walk in those old work boots, generations shining through
They carry stories in their soles, of sweat and honest toil
And now they walk a path with you, upon this country soil

[Outro]
So wear them well, my dear old boy, with honor and with grace
Happy Birthday, Son, in this old, familiar place.