The Osmonds
Mighty Lak’ a Rose
Roses are so beautiful
And he’s just lak’ a rose
Sweetest little fellow
(Fellow)
Everybody knows
We don’t know what to call him
But he’s mighty lak’ a rose

When he’s looking at his mammy
With eyes so shiny blue
Makes you think that heaven is coming close to you
When he’s there a-sleeping in his little place
Think I see the angels looking through the lace

When the dark is falling
When the shadows creep
Then they come on tiptoe to kiss him in his sleep

Sweetest little fellow
(Fellow)
Everybody knows
We don’t know what to call him
But he’s mighty like a rose

When he’s looking at his mammy
(Mammy)
With eyes so shiny blue
Makes you think that heaven is coming close to you
(Heaven’s close to you)