This is the story of a boy named Ted
If his mother said, Ted be good, he would
She told him tales about his soldier dad
But it made her sad, and she'd cry, Oh my
Ted used to tell her he'd be twice as good
And he knew he could, 'cause in his head, he said
Mama don't worry, Teddy boy is here
Taking good care of you
Mamma don't worry now Teddy is here
Teddy's gonna see you through
Then came the day she found herself a man