A song about a little boy growing up.
From the moment he was born, my grandson was his daddy's boy. This song was written to honor that sacred relationship between a father and his son.
Daddy’s Little Boy
Somersaults and crayons, sparkles in his eye,
Wants to be like Daddy, Daddy’s little guy.
Action figures, legos, kites and climbing
trees.
Finding every puddle, loves to play and
tease.
Chorus
He’s Daddy’s little boy, always by his side.
Puts his hand in Daddy’s, his hero and his
guide.
Image of his father according to God’s plan
Daddy helps his little boy grow to be a man.
Verse Two
The months and years fly by, boyhood days
have passed,
Independent, stubborn, pray it doesn’t last.
Cars and sports and girlfriends, sometimes
goes astray.
Wants to be his own man, likes to have his
way.
Verse Three
Building for the future out of school and
grown,
Paying bills and married, children of his
own.
Daddy’s steps have slowed down, gray is in
his hair.
Needs an arm to lean on , Daddy’s boy is
there.
© Larry Howland