My Two Little Boys
We all dream of picket fencestall, dark & handsome men
we know its gonna happen
we just never know when
Mine was a road
long and definitely rough
but with courage and love
I finally fell in love
April of ninety-three
My little bundle of joy
We named him "John"
such a handsome little boy
then to my surprise
in August of ninety-nine
along came "Joseph"
I couldnt believe he was mine
Thru the years I've learned
that nothing is for free
theres a price you pay for everything
theres a price to be who you wanna be
John and Joseph
wild and running free
I thank God everyday
for the gift Hes given me
John and Joseph
are my pride and joy
nothing could ever replace
My Two Little Boys
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