The Boy
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Alabama
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Album: Roll On
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He stays up at night till way after dark
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Feeding the dog that lives in our yard
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He'll put on my shoes and stumble around
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But together we can catch any outlaw in town
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The boy tries to be just like me
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I'm all that he tries to be
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Watching cartoons on my knee
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Mamma's little man and me
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He wants to know how this and that goes
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He'll play all day on a mountain of clay
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And he'll fight with me to show that he's strong
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But if he gets hurt it's mamma he wants
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The boy tries to be just like me
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I'm all that he tries to be
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Watching cartoons on my knee
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Mamma's little man and me
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Some day I know he'll leave us alone
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Break mamma's heart I'll try to be strong
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But if I shed a tear I hope he won't see
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The big man is him and the boy is me
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The boy tried to be just like me
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He's all that I try to be
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Now I'm watching cartoons on my knees
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And mamma's little man is me
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Let's go to bed mamma
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The Boy
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| Alabama |
