Friends
Daddy had a secret
In a hiding a place
His son would retrieve it
On his dying day, yeah
Those times were something
They were something
He taught him how to love
He taught him how to fight
He stressed the need to work
For all the things he'd like
And those times were something
They were something
Those times were something
They were something, yeah
And after school one day
The boy went through some things
He found a letter there
And fell down to his knees
He wasn't suppose to be there, yeah
The letter read I'm not your daddy
But I sure would like to be
But there's one thing blood can't take away
And that's that well always be friends
And those times were something
They were something
Those times were something
They were something, yeah
Those times were something
They were something
Those times were something
They were something, yeah
Amigos
Papá tenía un secreto
En un lugar escondido
Su hijo lo descubriría
En el día de su muerte, sí
Esos tiempos eran algo
Eran algo
Él le enseñó cómo amar
Él le enseñó cómo pelear
Él enfatizó la necesidad de trabajar
Por todas las cosas que le gustarían
Y esos tiempos eran algo
Eran algo
Esos tiempos eran algo
Eran algo, sí
Y después de la escuela un día
El chico pasó por algunas cosas
Encontró una carta allí
Y cayó de rodillas
No se suponía que estuviera allí, sí
La carta decía que no soy tu papá
Pero me gustaría serlo
Pero hay una cosa que la sangre no puede quitar
Y es que siempre seremos amigos
Y esos tiempos eran algo
Eran algo
Esos tiempos eran algo
Eran algo, sí
Esos tiempos eran algo
Eran algo
Esos tiempos eran algo
Eran algo, sí