Take my hand and walk with me a little while,
don’t let go, hold my hand and squeeze it tight,
I know you’re growing tall and big and strong,
but hold onto me a little while more.
I know you are growing, and soon you wont need me anymore,
so hold my hand or my finger a little while more.
Walk with me, talk with me, throw those little arms around me once more,
I know one day you will be a man,
but to me, you will always be my little, first born son.