Scott Miller & The Commonwealth For Jack Tymon
May your back be straight and your fingers ten.
My your cup be full when you say when.
May your parents be so that they always let you grow.
And may your heart be so pure its one that God wants to know.
May your schooling be good, and if its not
May the times be easy and you still smart.
May your friendships be so that they almost feel like home
And your heart be so pure its one that God wants to know.
And may you have the joy of passing something on
Like the laugh of your father or the courage of your mom.
But if that never happens and you end up alone
May your heart be so pure its one that God wants to know
