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.