Little boys and their toys go together
like clouds in the sky make up the weather
Little boys and their toys make a big mess
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Daddy's Little Girl
I wonder when you will see
the love and happinees you have brought to me
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GOING HOME
You have gone now
the place wont be the same
just to walk into a room and call your name
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To the late doug whalan.... from your daughter.....
White hat white coat and greying in hair
he would dance around the dance floor with plenty of flair
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What is it about a man and his boat
that makes a wife feel so remote
What is it about a man and his boat
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What a life
to lie on the beach every day
just soaking up the sun
life is so perfect
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With wringlets so golden
and eyes so blue
With a smile that melts the coldest of hearts
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The years have passed since you departed
the reality of it has only now just started
to think that you will no more be there
is hard to think of and harder to bare
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Our home was a tarp in the shape of a tent
no walls of plaster no floors of cement
Highwats no where to be found
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When I was five to the city we went
a house we lived in instead of a tent
with walls and ceilings and floors of cement
no more we had a loo out side
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Sylvia was the girl next door
a true freind to me forever more
We played we forght our freindship true
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Little Boys And Their Toys
Little boys and their toys go together
like clouds in the sky make up the weather
Little boys and their toys make a big mess
till they grow up and notice a girl in a dress
Little boys and their toys never really grow up
just the price of their toys go up and up
A little motor boat to play in the water
now cost a million and a quarter
A little billy cart out the back
is now a grand racing car on the track
A sleep over at a freinds
turns into the hangover that never ends
Never send them to the rubbish tip
it will always end in a three day fishing trip
Their needs have not changed that much over time
leave that alone cos thats mine
They promise their kids some day you will have it
but till then dont touch it
I tell my kids dont hold your breathe waitng
for soon you will forget and start dating
The circle of life goes round and round
the next generation has toys their father never found
Little boys and their toys will never part
they just keep on going and breaking your heart......