Just a little boy born on a cold and wintry day His sisters gather round his head Caught up in the wonder of having a little brother Who we thought would be a girl instead Just a little boy has come into the world The apple of his mother's eye And like the flowers on a hillside The crimson of a sunset Is the miracle of a baby child Just a little boy, just a little boy With skinny legs and eyes so blue Before our very eyes, a gift, the perfect prize We had a son that tiny child was you Doo doo doo doo... And like the flowers on a hillside The crimson of a sunset Is the miracle of a baby child