I lay here with our little boy,
Think about how small he is
And how long it won’t last,
Because one day he’ll grow up.
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And then I’ll be crying,
You’ll have to hold me down.
I’ll want to save him,
I’ll want to guide him,
I’ll want to help him—
Protect that innocence.
He’s gonna be goin’,
He gonna go into school;
Other boys are gonna start fights,
And he’s gonna hold his ground.
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He’ll start dating,
Corrupting young girls with his smile;
Chasing them while running from fathers,
With twenty-twos and sixteens.
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Then he’ll get married,
Start a family—
Become a daddy
Of three kids or so.
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