Daddy's hands are strong and rough
His voice is sometimes stern and tough
But I can never get enough
Of spending time with him.

He's always fun and speaks his mind
And he is known to be quite kind
So it isn't strange I'd find
I'm spending time with him.

On days when times seem sad and blue
I know my dad will oft be true
Then happiness will soon be due
When spending time with him.

I love his laugh and his silly smile
I love the way he'll talk for miles
I love how everything's worthwhile
When I'm spending time with him.