Sean

Sean I'd say the best one

Came from Tupelo, Mississippi

I'll tell you now that grown men cry

And Irish girls are pretty

Though fear and hurt and care

Can lead me to despair

I saw why I'm here

The morning you appeared

Sean, I sat awhile on clouds

To ask God if he's living

I should have spent the time

On knees in thanks for what He's given

From parents smart and strong

To both of us passed on

From kings is where you come,

Through daughters and through sons.