Happy

Real quick, I wanna do a little song we wrote
 Uh, at our kitchen table with my daughter
 My son, and Lucy, our two-year-old, my daughter Emma, six
 And my son Samuel is eight, and Lucy's two
 And I had them at home by myself for a night
 And Rachel had planned this whole day for me
 Written all these notes and everything
 And really didn't think that I could manage, I'm serious!
 And I was kind of offended by that
 And so I really wanted to prove that I can do this
 And then right before she leaves, you know, she's writing notes and I said
 "Honey, get out of here, I can do this, this is not a problem"
 And then uh, and then she said, uh, said, "Alright, I'm outta here"
 And then she leaves, and then she calls me on her cellphone a few minutes later
 And says, "Oh by the way, don't forget to feed Lucy"
 I mean, Lucy's two, like I'd forget to feed her, you know
 Anyway, so I- but I, I, "In case you don't know what to feed her
 I cut up all the food, it's in the, it's in the refrigerator in the kitchen"
 And so I went in there and there was, strawberries and cheese and peas on the plate
 And uh, so I started trying to feed Lucy, and
 The way I do it is just if she'll keep her mouth open
 I'll put in as much in as I can, you know
 So I just, stuff it in there
 And then a few minutes into it, she started spitting the food everywhere
 And then the kids starting laughing, and then they thought it was funny
 But I had that kind of, like, I need to prove that this is gonna be okay
 And having food all over the ceiling won't be the best way to prove this
 And so I'm saying, "No-no-no! Guys, guys, guys"
 And then of course the other kids think it's funny
 So they started spitting food and then the whole thing gets to be a mess
 And then you're, you feel like you're needing to maybe discipline
 And right at that moment, Emma says, "Dad!" As if to say, "Don't fight it!"
 Emma just says, "Dad! Let's write a song about this"
 I said, "Great idea, Emma!" And I grabbed my guitar and I just sang this
 I'm eating my strawberries and my cheese
 I'm eating my whole plate, even my peas
 I'm happy
 I'm so happy
 I'm stuffing that oatmeal down my throat
 I'm drinking my milk from the cows and goats
 I'm happy, makin' everybody happy
 (And then we all sing)
 Happy, I'm so happy (everybody, sing it)
 Happy, I'm so happy
 Happy, I'm so happy
 Happy, I'm so happy
 And then we whistle
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 Everybody, c'mon
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 Yeah, yeah!
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 Father, make me just like You
 Daddy, make me just like You
 Father, make me just like You
 I want to be just like You
 Father, make me just like You
 Daddy, make me just like You
 Father, make me just like You
 I wanna be just like You
 Father, make me just like You
 Daddy, make me just like You
 Father, make me just like You
 I wanna be just like You
 Glory to the Lord