Kenny Bo
I know a little boy named Kenny Bo
and he just turned 2 years old
and he knows I love him so Kenny Bo
He laughs for his Mama and makes funny looks
he likes to tear up her True Love books
But she's never mad because she knows
that's our son Kenny Bo
Now there's pride in money a millionnaire
there's pride in growing a beard and having long hair
there's pride in being a soldier and carrying a gun
but there's no pride like having a son
Now he'll grow up and take a wife
he'll make her life a paradise
I only hope he understands why I had to go
I'll always love my son Kenny Bo
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