Hey You Little Boy With the Hole In Your Shoe

Hey, you little boy with the hole in your shoe! Yeah, you who thinks the whole world is Looking down on you! Straighten up those shoulders, stick out that chin, That's right, keep on trying again and again! Push out that chest, hold that head up high, Things will go your way, by and by! So they're pushing you aside - no, don't you cry. Keep on trucking, forget that sigh...strut your stuff, prove you're a man, you can do it, I know you can! Now it don't matter that your clothes are tattered and torn, With a little faith you can still go on...to the top of the heap, Come on boy stride, but I can't promise that it won't tax your pride, and no, I can't promise it will be an easy ride. Come on, little boy, you with the bow in your knee, Push on, push on and some day you'll be free... Of care, of want, of those shoes with the hole, but promise me you won't sell your soul. Reach out your hand, hold on to faith and trust, Come on little fellow, do it or bust! Climb out of that ghetto - aim for the top, and in the face of adversity, don't you dare stop! Just remembr God loves you and so do I, And things will get better if you just try! Cynthia