Harlan Howard - We're Proud To Call Him Son lyrics

He's an all American boy mama's pride and papa's joy Paper waddin' all the girls tiein' knots in sister's curles BB gunnin' pa**ers by with a twinkle in his eye He's a youngster full of fun and we're proud to call him son He pushed grandma down the stairs and he knelt and said his prayers And he blessed us one and all and set fire to the hall While the fireman fought the fire our boy punctured all their tires He's a youngster full of fun and we're proud to call him son [ piano ] We went fishin' me and him and he knew I couldn't swim So this playfull little lad liked to drown his lovin' dad Nearly cought my d**h of cold but his mother said don't scold He's a youngster full of fun and we're proud to call him son Well he poisoned grandma's tea now she lies in agony Made his mother kind of ex't she says what will he do next When he shot the neighbor's goats we agreed that's wild oats He's a youngster full of fun and we're proud to call him son [ guitar ] Now they took our boy away and we miss him more each day For our life's adored and tame since the paddy wagon came We sit and stare in vain through each broken window pane He's a youngster full of fun and we're proud to call him son