Mighty Like A Rose - Roger Whittaker

Sweetest little fellow, everybody knows;

Don’t know what to call him but he’s mighty like a rose!

Looking at his mammy with eyes so shiny blue

Makes you think that heaven is coming close to you

When he’s there a-sleeping in his little place

Think I see the angels looking thro' the lace

When the dark is falling, when the shadows creep

Then they come on tip-toe s to kiss him in his sleep

Sweetest little fellow, everybody knows

Don’t know what to call him but he’s mighty like a rose!

Looking at his mammy with eyes so shiny blue

Makes you think that heaven is coming close to you

When the dark is falling, when the shadows creep

Then they come on tip-toe s to kiss him in his sleep

Sweetest little fellow, everybody knows;

Don’t know what to call him but he’s mighty like a rose!

Looking at his mammy with eyes so shiny blue

Makes you think that heaven is coming close to you