No sound is so familiar as the sound of father’s voice 
If I could listen to anything, it would be my first choice 

I hear the advice, the stories, the warnings so stern 
Offset by chuckling and laughter from which I did learn 

I learned that while here, I must do all that I can 
To make friends, to travel, and work my life plan 

And, when life takes my loved one, and he no longer exists 
My heart will be keep beating as it has been filled with lists 

Of all these good things causing my heart to rejoice 
Because of the sound of my dear father’s voice.