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One day I opened up an old and dusty drawer ♪
♪ A little rusty piece of steel fell out on the floor ♪
♪ As I went to pick it up my memory came back strong ♪
♪ It was daddy's pocket knife he carried for so long ♪
♪ As I held that rusty piece of steel there in my hand ♪
♪ My thoughts wandered back to that hard working man ♪
♪ An old piece of steel and worn out cattle bone ♪
♪ Daddy's pocket knife is finally made at home ♪
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Probably bought it years ago at the angle hardware store ♪
♪ Come home from work everyday his fingers cracking sore ♪
♪ Come here my son and sit up on my knee ♪
♪ Let me tell you a little tale about the way things used to be ♪
♪ As
I held that rusty piece of steel there in my hand ♪
♪ My thoughts wandered back to that hard working man ♪
♪ An old piece of steel and worn out cattle bone ♪
♪ Daddy's pocket knife is finally made at home ♪
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Tear fell from my eye on that dreadful day ♪
♪ I held that blade in my hand no words are left to say ♪
♪ As time on earth was near he placed it in that drawer ♪
♪ Knowing one day his son would find and carry it once more ♪
♪ As I held that rusty piece of steel there in my hand ♪
♪ My thoughts wandered back to that hard working man ♪
♪ An old piece of steel and worn out cattle bone ♪
♪ Daddy's pocket knife is finally made at home ♪