He's A Hero

He's a young manIn his golden yearsHis hair of black now quickly fades to grayThe limp as he walks is his only souvenirFrom those purple-hearted war time daysBut you don't hear him complainI don't have a lot, he'd smile and sayBut lord I have it allHe's a heroIn my mother's eyesHe taught her how to raise me rightand never compromiseHe always says he has thefiner things in lifeSomewhere to live, someone to loveand the Good book to live bySome say his heart is bigAll though his fortune's smallI don't have a lot, he'd smile and sayBut lord I have it allA rembrandt in his own rightA master at his craftCreating something beautifulA memory that will lastAnd always lastHe's the constantIn our familyBeginning this long line of loveWe've caredAnd even when he's gone he'll watch over meWhen I close my eyes at night I feel him thereWear my name, well my childBe true and stand tallYou don't have a lot he'd always sayBut lord you have it allYou don't have a lot he'd always sayBut thank the Lord you have it allHero in my mother's eyes