LITTLE BOSEPHUS   WRITER HANK WILLIAMS      Little Bosephus, you're the one, makes me feel good inside   Just to know that you're my son makes my heart swell with pride   I've always needed one like you to love and understand   Now that you've come to fill that place, you're my buddy, man to man   There comes a time when every boy grows so cocksure with life   So that he feels he knows it all and no longer needs advice   The complicated phase of life is called “adolescent age”   And sometimes breaks a father's heart---wish you could skip that stage   I'd like to help you fill your heart with kindness, faith and truth   Protect you from the hands that reach out to destroy manhood and you   There is so much sorrow and despair to blight the hearts of men   And the more we learn of love and life, the more they come crowding in   It's just little things at first, my son, then, as we grow older   Our troubles grow much bigger too and sometimes, they overflow   The poisoned minds and broken hearts will cause strongest men to weep   Overwhelm souls with bitterness and death would be so sweet   So we must build a strong defense of love and fortitude   On character and knowledge, son, so these ills cannot intrude   Ah, Sonny boy, so many things a youngster needs to know   If he is to find true happiness as down through this life he goes   It's just a father's love, I guess, that comes to every Dad   That makes me want to shelter you from things that make you sad   Bosephis, boy, I'm standing by to help you when you call   For Son, you are my flesh and blood and the grandest pal of all