You
Who are on the road
Must have a code
That you can live by
And so
Become yourself
Because the past
Is just a goodbye
Teach
Your children well
Their father's head
Did slowly go by
And feed
Them on your dreams
The one they picks
The one you'll know by
Don't you ever ask them why
If they told you, you would cry
So just look at them and sigh
And know they love you
And you
Have tender views
Can't ball the field you see
That your elders grew by
And so please learn
Then with your youth
They seek the truth
Before they can die
Teach
Your parents well
The children's hell
Will slowly go by
And feed
Them on your dreams
The one they picks
The one you'll know by
Don't you ever ask them why
If they told you, you will cry
So just look at them and sigh
And know they love you
