| She's close to God, I'm sure of that | |
| She sits him down, and they have a chat | |
| She asks for sunshine, and he agrees | |
| You see, for her, He'd do anything | |
| You watch them grow, then you let 'em go | |
| She is a monkey, and I'm her tree | |
| And now she's climbing all over me | |
| Swinging on my vines dancing on my limbs | |
| Her monkey sounds sound like angel's hymns | |
| You watch them grow, then you let 'em go | |
| You watch them grow, then you let 'em go | |
| She is an angel, she is an imp | |
| She's got my big toe, and her mother's lips | |
| She gives fishy kisses, and great big bear hugs | |
| 42 pounds of pure love | |
| Then one day she'll be 17, feelin' too big for her home | |
| Seems she was just only 3, oh how our children they grow | |
| You watch them grow, then you let 'em go | |
| You watch them grow, then you let 'em go | |
| You watch them grow, then you let 'em go | |
| You watch them grow, then you let 'em go | |
| Then one day she'll be 33, maybe with a child of her own | |
| Seems she was just 17, oh how our children they grow | |
| He'll ask for sunshine, and she'll agree | |
| You see for him, she'd do anything | |
| He is her child, the center of her world | |
| She is his mother... my little girl | |
| You watch them grow, then you let 'em go | |
| You watch them grow, then you let 'em go |