paroles de chanson To Make My Father Proud (Farewell My Summer Love) - Michael Jackson
Michael
Jackson
Miscellaneous
To
Make
My
Father
Proud
To
make
my
father
proud
To
make
my
mother
smile
I
need
no
conquered
worlds,
a
flame
Not
set,
the
paceful
style
If
I
can
follow
through
Oh,
love
think
wavely
me
as
my
tears
I'll
find
the
way
to
sell
my
clothes
Avoiding
ships
a
fuss
If
I
don't
come
up,
number
one
I'll
stand
not
well
apart
As
one
for
numbered
numbers
When
knowing
in
my
heart
I
dare
not
to
be
done
To
always
do
my
best
By
listening
to
me,
myself
So
he
can
do
or
else
(Of
without
compromise,
Shall
follow
the
feel
of
constant
care)
In
my
eleven
hour
I'll
be
a
man
the
way
To
face
whatever
force
my
way
Prepared
that
are
a
shame
To
just
recall
the
part
of
guide
For
which
I
have
been
named
A
man
and
a
woman's
youngest
son
Who
are
growing
still
a
child
And
that
will
make
my
father
proud
And
make
my
mother
smile...
(Proud)
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