Lyrics Mighty Like A Rose - Roger Whittaker

Mighty Like A Rose

Sweetest little fellow, everybody knows;
Don’t know what to call him but he’s mighty like a rose!
Looking at his mammy with eyes so shiny blue
Makes you think that heaven is coming close to you
When he’s there a-sleeping in his little place
Think I see the angels looking thro' the lace
When the dark is falling, when the shadows creep
Then they come on tip-toe s to kiss him in his sleep
Sweetest little fellow, everybody knows
Don’t know what to call him but he’s mighty like a rose!
Looking at his mammy with eyes so shiny blue
Makes you think that heaven is coming close to you
When the dark is falling, when the shadows creep
Then they come on tip-toe s to kiss him in his sleep
Sweetest little fellow, everybody knows;
Don’t know what to call him but he’s mighty like a rose!
Looking at his mammy with eyes so shiny blue
Makes you think that heaven is coming close to you