Proud Of Your Boy

Proud of your boy I'll make you proud of your boy Believe me, bad as I've been, Ma You're in for a pleasant surprise I've wasted time I've wasted me So say I'm slow for my age A late bloomer, Okay, I agree That I've been one rotten kid Some son, some pride and some joy But I'll get over these lousin' up Messin' up, screwin' up times You'll see, Ma, now comes the better part Someone's gonna make good Cross his stupid heart Make good and finally make you Proud of your boy Tell me that I've been a louse and loafer You won't get a fight here, no ma'am Say I'm a goldbrick, a good-off, no good But that couldn't be all that I am Water flows under the bridge Let it pass, let it go There's no good reason that you should believe me Not yet, I know, but Someday and soon I'll make you proud of your boy Though I can't make myself taller Or smatter or handsome or wise I'll do my best, what else can I do? Since I wasn't born perfect like Dad or you Mom, I will try to Try hard to make you Proud of your boy