He worked at Hobart with quiet pride, Hands so steady, eyes so wise. Never loud, never boastful—just true, A man who’d do what he said he’d do. (Verse 2) Now he’s up north, where the sunsets shine, Living slow in that Caseville line. But he’s still the guy who gets things done, Even when Mom’s got her extra on. 😅 (Chorus) 🎶 He’s Papa—the calm in our storm, The one who keeps our chaos warm. Humble heart, hard-working hands, The kind of man who always stands. 🎶 (Verse 3) He raised two girls like they were his own, Taught respect in every tone. No need for shouting, jokes, or flash— Just quiet strength that’s built to last. (Final Chorus) 🎶 So here’s to Papa, our family’s core, The man we admire more and more. We’re blessed beyond what words can say, Happy, proud, this Father’s Day. 🎶