Who cares for fame or fortune

Who cares for wealth or gold

Because I find a fortune

Within my arms I hold



A tiny turned up nose

Two cheeks just like a rose

So sweet from head to toes

That little boy of mine



Two arms that hold me tight

Two eyes that shine so bright

Two lips that kiss goodnight

That little boy of mine



No one will ever know

Just what his coming has meant

Because I love him so

He's something heaven has sent



He's all the world to me

He climbs upon my knee

To me he'll always be

That little boy of mine



And when he lays his head

Upon his pillow so white

I pray the Lord above

To guide him safe through the night



In dreams I see his face

And feel his fond embrace

There's no one can replace

That little boy of mine.