My Son John

When a man has a son like my son John He's a man who can smile when he talks And his eyes have a sparkle And he walks with his head held high When a man has a son like my son John He must stifle the fear in his breast When his own little fledgling Wants to test his wings and fly And it's my son John who will fly some day Have a wife some day, and a son some day And I know he will say like his father by and by Oh my daughters may be the pride of their mother But no two men are as proud of each other As my son John and I. Oh my daughters may be the pride of their mother But no two men are as proud of each other As my son John and I.