Who cares for fame or fortune   Who cares for wealth or gold   Because I find a fortune   Within my arms I hold      A tiny turned up nose   Two cheeks just like a rose   So sweet from head to toes   That little boy of mine      Two arms that hold me tight   Two eyes that shine so bright   Two lips that kiss goodnight   That little boy of mine      No one will ever know   Just what his coming has meant   Because I love him so   He's something heaven has sent      He's all the world to me   He climbs upon my knee   To me he'll always be   That little boy of mine      And when he lays his head   Upon his pillow so white   I pray the Lord above   To guide him safe through the night      In dreams I see his face   And feel his fond embrace   There's no one can replace   That little boy of mine.