Proud of Your Boy

Proud of your boy

I'll make you proud of your boy

Believe me, bad as I've been, Ma

You're in for a pleasant surprise

I've wasted time

I've wasted me

So say I'm slow for my age

A late bloomer, Okay, I agree

That I've been one rotten kid

Some son, some pride and some joy

But I'll get over these lousin' up

Messin' up, screwin' up times

You'll see, Ma, now comes the better part

Someone's gonna make good

Cross his stupid heart

Make good and finally make you

Proud of your boy

Tell me that I've been a louse and loafer

You won't get a fight here, no ma'am

Say I'm a goldbrick, a goof-off, no good

But that couldn't be all that I am

Water flows under the bridge

Let it pass, let it go

There's no good reason that you should believe me

Not yet, I know, but

Someday and soon

I'll make you proud of your boy

Though I can't make myself taller

Or smartter or handsome or wise

I'll do my best, what else can I do?

Since I wasn't born perfect like Dad or you

Ma, I will try to

Try hard to make you

Proud of your boy