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Tough Little Boys

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Today is Dustin’s birthday. Today he is my grandson’s father, my daughter’s husband, my one and only son-in-law. “Yesterday” he was a cute little boy in our small town.

Time flies. Life changes. People you knew of, become people you love. That is you Dustin.

Although you have always been a gentle soul, the following words seem to fit this sweet picture (taken by your wife) of you and little Leon. (Apologies to Gary Allan for slightly changing a few gender words in the last  two verses.)

Happy Birthday Dustin.

Well I never once
Backed down from a punch
Well I’d take it square on the chin
Well I found out fast
A bully’s just that
You’ve got to stand up to him
So I didn’t cry when I got a black eye
As bad as it hurt, I just grinned
But when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies again.

Scared me to death
When you took your first steps
And I’d fall everytime you fell down
Your first day of school, I cried like a fool
And I followed your school bus to town
Well I didn’t cry, when Old Yeller died
At least not in front of my friends
But when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies againWell I’m a grown man

And as strong as I am
Sometimes its hard to believe
That my little son, not even one
Could totally terrify me
If you were to ask
My wife would just laugh
She’d say “I know all about men
How when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies again

Well I know one day, you’ll move you away
And I’m gonna stand there and smile
But when I’m home, and I’m all alone
Well, I’ll sit in your room for a while
Well I didn’t cry when Old Yeller died
At least not in front of my friends
But when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies again
When tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into big babies again.