Muziek: Dick van Altena / Tekst: Dick van Altena

My daddy built auto’s and my mama was a working girl
So they could feed their boy and my how he’s grown

My daddy was a sailor and he traveled around the world
Said now I know from what I’ve seen there’s no place like home

     We were raised on love
     We were raised on love
     You will know just what it’s worth when it’s gone
     It’s warm as a featherbed
     True as the prayers that my daddy said
     All I do is take what’s given to me and pass it on

I’m an autoworker just like my daddy was
So I can raise my kids on the same condition

Now the way we do it there ain’t really nothing to it
We’re just carryin’ on a family tradition

     We were…

His daddy was a carpenter and His mother was a mother
Worked for the family and God knows it was hard

Big hands swang the hammer big hands were folded
Big hands were reachin’ out and put love in our heart

     He was raised on love
     He was raised on love
     Said you will know just what it’s worth when I’m gone
     It’s warm as a featherbed
     True as the prayers that my daddy said
    All I do is take what’s given to me and pass it on