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Sunny Boy

Climb upon my knee, Sonny Boy;
You are only three, Sonny Boy
You've no way of knowing
There's no way of showing
What you mean to me, Sonny Boy.

When there are gray skies,
I don't mind the gray skies
You make them blue, Sonny Boy
Friends make forsake me
Let them all forsake me
You'll pull me through, Sonny Boy.

You're sent from heaven
And I know your worth;
You've made a heaven
For me right here on earth!
When I'm old and gray, dear,
Promise you won't stray, dear,
I love you so, Sonny Boy.

You're my dearest prize, Sonny Boy;
Sent out from the skies, Sonny Boy
Let me hold you nearer
One thing makes you dearer:
You've your mother's eyes, Sonny Boy.

When there are gray skies,
I don't mind the gray skies
You make them blue, Sonny Boy
Friends make forsake me
Let them all forsake me
You'll pull me through, Sonny Boy.

You're sent from heaven
And I know your worth;
You've made a heaven
For me right here on earth!
And then the angels grew lonely
Took you cause their lonely

Now I'm lonely too, Sonny Boy.

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