Randi Perkins - Songwriter

Click here to listen: You Are My Teacher

Verse: He came runnin’ to me with skinned knees

And a bruise on his pride

He said “Dad I can’t stand to fall

Please teach me to ride”

“I need to ride bikes with my friends

But I’m afraid to get on again”

Chorus: “But, you are my teacher

Please help me to learn

If I can’t ride bike, then my life is no fun

Please help me, cause I am your son”

Verse: Ball and glove in his hand,

He was lookin’ so sad

He was kickin’ at the dirt on the ground

And he threw down his bat

He said “Dad, I want to play with my friends,

And you were really good way back when”

Chorus: “So, you are my teacher

Please help me to learn

I want to be like you and hit the winning home run

And I can be proud, cause I am your son”

Bridge: He struck out to end his first game

He said “Dad, I let you down, and I feel so ashamed”

Chorus: But I told him, “you are MY teacher

From you I can learn

I gave you life, now my life has begun

I can live now cause you are my son”

I can live now, I can love now

I can live now cause you are my son

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