"My Little Man" Lyrics

Verse 1
My little man, he's a pistol
He plays with me when I whistle
Big brown eyes and a nature full of fun

He looks to me for guidance
Sometimes I stand in silence
Sorrow-bound cuz' I can't call him son

Verse 2
Passing that ol' football around
He cries to me when he falls down
Trying to learn that rough and tumble game

And although he seems quite agile
His little heart is fragile
If mom stepped in, he couldn't stand the shame

Chorus
Little man whatcha gonna do when I'm too old to run?
Will you still come to me when your day is done?
Will my dream hold together?
I hope it lasts forever
Cuz' in it I can still call you my son

Verse 3
The years will come and the seasons go
I don't think I'll ever know
What he feels that I have done for him

So I'll give him love and kindness
My little man, he's the finest
My joy for him will never, ever dim

Chorus
Little man whatcha gonna do when I'm too old to run?
Will you still come to me when your day is done?
Will my dream hold together?
I hope it lasts forever
Cuz' in it I can still call you my son

Will my dream hold together?
I hope it lasts forever
Cuz' in it I can still call you my son