Little folks are people too,
Very much like me and you
The little things they say and do
That kinda make your day
Foolishness and common sense
Through the eyes of innocence
Skip a rope, or jump a fence
Getting' in the way
Daddy, why are you so tall
Daddy, why am I so small
And, Daddy who makes snowflakes fall
Could it be the Lord?
Chasin' puppies, climbin' trees,
Bumpin' heads and skinnin' knees,
It's not very hard to see
That kids are God's reward
Little folks get down and out
The girls will cry, and the boys will pout
'Fore you know what it's about
They're smilin' once again
Colored kites on summer breeze
Jingle bells and Christmas trees
Too soon they're only memories
Do you remember when
Daddy, what makes eagles fly
What makes clouds float in the sky
And,Daddy, if I really try
Will I grow up someday?
Little folks slip through our hands
Like so many grains of sand
We best enjoy it, while we can
So soon ?. They fly ? away
Transcribed by Gerry Watkins