[Verse 1]
Who’s comin’ ’round,
So small, yet standin’ tall—
So young, so playful,
Who could it be?
Who comes around
With muddy boots and a grin,
Arms wide open, laughin’,
Runnin’ at me?
[Bridge]
It must be
That friend I love the best.
Could be
My buddy—my wild, young son.
[Chorus]
We’ll stand our ground,
Keep our love strong and true.
So we can laugh together
Even when I’m far from you
My son, my wild young buddy.
[Verse 2]
Who’s showin’ up
With a stick he calls a gun,
Daring me to battle
Who could that be?
Who’s gonna say,
When you’re out, I call the shots,
Lay my morning by my side
Who would say that?
[Bridge]
It must be
That friend I love the best.
Could be
My buddy—my wild, young son.
[Chorus]
We’ll stand our ground,
Keep our love strong and true.
So we can laugh together
Even when I’m far from you—
My son, my heart`s right hand
Wild young buddy.
