Toy Gun

Young son, toy gun

Sweet kid, mum's gone

Climb to, the top rung

Something in your young lungs

Big heart, bad start

Making a life, out on your own

Look what you did, you made us proud

We're proud of you kid

Young son, sweet one

New path, just begun

Opened up, fears flown

Something that we've all known

Love seeing your smile made it all worth while

Look what you did, you made us proud

We're proud of you kid