My Son John
When a man has a son like my son John
He's a man who can smile when he talks
And his eyes have a sparkle
And he walks with his head held high
When a man has a son like my son John
He must stifle the fear in his breast
When his own little fledgling
Wants to test his wings and fly
And it's my son John who will fly some day
Have a wife some day, and a son some day
And I know he will say like his father by and by
Oh my daughters may be the pride of their mother
But no two men are as proud of each other
As my son John and I.
Oh my daughters may be the pride of their mother
But no two men are as proud of each other
As my son John and I.