I remember when I was young
Friday nights were so much fun
Since my dad first took me to the game
Friday nights were never the same
All the excitement and the cheer
And when in overtime, the fear
How the crowd went wild when a game was won
During my childhood, it was so much fun
Now I'm grown up, my dad is gone
I still think of him every time the game is on
How he raised me as his son
I admire him for what he's done
Now my own son is standing here
It's like I'm looking in a mirror
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