And sure I will my sunny lad
With all my heart I’ll be
Your ever loving bald old dad
A valentine to thee.

And some day when I’m laid to rest
You’ll count my sayings o'er,
And vow to trust my Savior blest
And meet me on that shore.

Where no more partings, no more pain
On this old earth below,
Love’s fruitage then we fully gain
And joy eternal know.