Bring My Father A Gift

Bring my father a gift
Leave it at the surgeon’s door
Glory for him
Let the work of the hospital
Be known to all
He will come, he will come
He will come, he will come
If my father’s veins burst
If his belly floods
If the government could fall
Sons and daughters will wear his name
He will come, he will come
He will come, he will come
He will come (x8)