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daddy’s l’il boy
‘twas only yesterday
that i longed to grow up…
grow up…
and be a star
have my own car
and go places afar
i was daddy’s little boy
and had many toys
in those big, brown eyes ‘o mine
was innocence of a moonlit night
happy were my days
cause daddy coloured my grays
but… oh… i wanted to grow up…
grow up…
and be a star
have my own car
and go places afar.
look daddy…
i am not your little boy anymore
i’ve grown up
complete with some scars and all
fightin’ that l’il war
to be a star
have my own car
and go places afar
those days of old
were good as gold
my dreams were crisp and clear
like the fresh mornin’ air
innocence filled my heart
and i was the king of it all
i was daddy’s little boy
and had many toys
in those big, brown eyes ‘o mine
was innocence of a moonlit night
happy were my days
‘cause daddy coloured my grays.
oh… how much i wish to be
daddy’s l’ll boy again.
by Manish Kohli, MSI
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