Sonny Boy - Mel Torme, Frank Devol, Frank De Vol

Climb upon my knee, Sonny Boy

Though you’re only three, Sonny Boy

You’ve no way of knowing

There’s no way of showing

What you mean to me, Sonny Boy

When there are gray skies

I don’t mind the gray skies

You make them blue, Sonny Boy

Friends may forsake me

Let them all forsake me

I still have you, Sonny Boy

You’re sent from Heaven

And I know your worth

You’ve made a Heaven

For me, right here on Earth

When I’m old and gray, dear

Promise you won’t stray, dear

For I love you so, Sonny Boy

When there are gray skies

I don’t mind the gray skies

You make them blue, Sonny Boy

Friends may forsake me

Let 'em, let 'em all forsake me

I still have you, Sonny Boy

You’re sent from Heaven

And I know your worth

Why, you made a Heaven

For me, right here on Earth

And the Angels, they grew lonely

And they took you because they were lonely

Now I’m lonely too, Sonny Boy