NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP I PRAY TO THE LORD MY BABY'S SOUL TO KEEP AND THAT'S ALL I ASK HE BELIEVES IN THE GOLDEN RULE SANTA AND THE OLE' LADY WHO LIVED IN A SHOE I'M HIS GUIDING HAND AND HE'S MY BEST FRIEND
HE IS JUST A LITTLE BOY WE BUILD BRIDGES FROM NOTHING MORE THAN TINKER-TOYS THAT WE'LL CROSS AGAIN HE STUMBLES THRU THE LIVING ROOM DOING HIS BEST TO FILL HIS DADDY'S SHOES GUESS HE WANT'S TO BE JUST LIKE ME
IN HIS EYES I'M A HERO BUT HE DON'T KNOW HOW THAT SCARES ME I'M SO MUCH LESS THAN A SUPER MAN BUT FOR HIM I TRY TO BE CAUSE ONE DAY HE'LL BE GONE SO FAR FROM HOME TOO OLD TO HOLD MY HAND BUT I'LL BE HIS BIGGEST FAN AND HE'LL STILL BE DADDY'S LITTLE MAN
HE CLIMBS IN BED WITH MR. BEAR AND CLOSES HIS EYES TO SAY HIS BED TIME PRAYERS ANOTHER DAY IS THRU HE SAYS ?DADDY'S GREAT AND GOD IS GOOD LET US THANK HIM FOR OUR FOOD? AND GOD UNDERSTOOD HE KNOWS HOW CHILDREN DO GOD WAS A DADDY TOO