Every morning... Before de sun... Mi hear one likkle voice... "Papa... Mi ready." Little shoes by de front door School bag hanging, ready fi go Mi take him hand We start to walk Morning breeze... No need fi talk Breadfruit tree Give we shade Same old journey Every day Village wake Rooster crow One small boy... Walking slow "Papa... Why bird dem fly?" Mi just smile... "One day... Yuh know why." Little shoes... Beside mi own Down dat dusty Road we roam Hand in hand Side by side Morning sun Be we guide No big riches No fancy life Just mi son... An' paradise School bell ringing Cross de hill Him squeeze mi hand Standing still "Papa... Yuh coming back?" Mi nod mi head "Before de shadows Reach dis track." Him turn once Wave at me Biggest smile Mi ever see Mi stand right there Till him gone Then walk back home... Alone Years fly by Quiet an' fast Funny how Dem days don't last Now him footsteps Walk ahead Still hear dem words Inside mi head Little shoes... Beside mi own Still walk every Road mi know Every sunrise Bring dat smile Wish we could Walk one more mile If Jah ask What blessed me Mi say... One little hand... Holding me. Morning breeze... Rooster crow... Some memories... Never let go...
