When he was young I held him on my knee
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Pressed him close to me kissed his tears away
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When he was young very young together we would ween
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Lands of make believe where we two could play
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But how the time hurries by summers go winters fly
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Toys on the shelf he can reach by himself
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Time hurries on youth is here then it's gone
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Yes that's the plan now my boy's a little man
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But in my heart forever he will be as he was to me when he was young
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When He Was Young
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| Eddy Arnold |
