O Estevan, O Estevan; My Kitchen Commander
O Estevan, O Estevan the time has nearly come,
When the friend you taught will have her teaching done.
A kitchen seemed no place for life lessons to evolve,
And yet it was there she found some resolve
Among the pots and pans
You taught that girl what it meant to stand
Stay strong and stubborn girl for you don’t know what this life holds
No matter what they tell you, don’t conform to their molds.
Work hard he said, and stay determined,
But watch out the world hates those who consider themselves learned.
Continue on the path of life
With your saviour Jesus Christ,
But watch out once more for your head has been priced.
This world toward Christian things is cold
No matter what they tell you, don’t conform to their molds.
O Estevan, O Estevan how fast time does pass
For upon the arrival of fall I must go to class,
But I first I want to thank you, for all you’ve done for me
For all the short and long talks, and for never letting me go easy
Thanks for pushing me to be the very best I could
And for telling me to go faster when we both knew I should
No matter what they tell me, I’m standing here to say
Tempt me in whatever way you can. This is where I stay.
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