Frank Sinatra
Mighty Like a Rose
Sweetest little fellow, everybody knows;
Don't know what to call him but he's mighty like a rose!
Lookin' at his mammy with eyes so shiny blue
Makes you think that heaven is comin' close to you
When he's there a-sleepin' in his little place
Think I see the angels looking thro' the lace
When the dark is falling, when the shadows creep
Then they come on tip-toe to kiss him in his sleep
Sweetest little fellow, everybody knows
Don't know what to call him but he's mighty like a rose!
Lookin' at his mammy with eyes so shiny blue
Makes you think that heaven is comin' close to you