`` my piece is called the gift ... ... '' if my dad were alive , he 'd be sitting right there watching me up here , with a smile on his face he 'd be proud of the man i 've become he 'd be proud that i stepped up to take his place if my mother were alive , she 'd be at home teaching my brother all the things she taught me she 'd be proud of the man i 've become she 'd be proud of who i grew up to be but they are n't here .