The Boy (Alabama)

He stays up at night till way after dark Feeding the dog that lives in our yard He'll put on my shoes and stumble around But together we can catch any outlaw in town The boy tries to be just like me I'm all that he tries to be Watching cartoons on my knee Mamma's little man and me He wants to know how this and that goes He'll play all day on a mountain of clay And he'll fight with me to show that he's strong But if he gets hurt it's mamma he wants The boy tries to be just like me I'm all that he tries to be Watching cartoons on my knee Mamma's little man and me Some day I know he'll leave us alone Break mamma's heart, I'll try to be strong But if I shed a tear I hope he won't see The big man is him and the boy is me The boy tried to be just like me He's all that I try to be Now I'm watching cartoons on my knees And mamma's little man is me Let's go mamma...