That Little Chap of Mine To feel his little hand in mine, So clinging and warm, To know he thinks me strong enough, To keep him safe from harm, To see his simple faith in all that I can say or do---- It sort of shames a fellow, But it make him better, too; And i'm trying hard to be the man, He fancies me to be ; Because I have this chap at home, Who thinks the world of me.
I would not disappoint his trust, For anything on earth, Nor let him know how little, I just naturally am worth; But, after all, it's easier, That brighter road to climb; With those little hands behind me, To push me all the time; And I reckon I'm a better man, than what I used to be, Because I have this chap at home, Who thinks the world of me. Emu
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