Proud of Your Boy
I'm going to become somebody
I don't know how exactly, but I am
I have to, somehow
Proud of your boy
I'll make you proud of your boy
Believe me, bad as I've been, ma
You're in for a pleasant surprise
I've wasted time
I've wasted me
So say I'm slow for my age
A late bloomer, okay, I agree
That I've been one rotten kid
Some son, some pride, and some joy
But I'll get over these lousin' up
Messin' up, screwin' up times
You'll see, ma, now comes the better part
Someone's gonna make good
Cross his stupid heart
Make good and finally make you
Proud of your boy
Tell me that I've been a louse and loafer
You won't get a fight here, no, ma'am
Say I'm a goldbrick, a goof-off, no good
But that couldn't be all that I am
Water flows under the bridge
Let it pass, let it go
There's no good reason that you should believe me
Not yet, I know, but
Someday and soon
I'll make you proud of your boy
Though I can't make myself taller
Or smarter, or handsome, or wise
I'll do my best, what else can I do?
Since I wasn't born perfect like dad or you
Mom, I will try to
Try hard to make you
Proud of your boy
I don't know how exactly, but I am
I have to, somehow
Proud of your boy
I'll make you proud of your boy
Believe me, bad as I've been, ma
You're in for a pleasant surprise
I've wasted time
I've wasted me
So say I'm slow for my age
A late bloomer, okay, I agree
That I've been one rotten kid
Some son, some pride, and some joy
But I'll get over these lousin' up
Messin' up, screwin' up times
You'll see, ma, now comes the better part
Someone's gonna make good
Cross his stupid heart
Make good and finally make you
Proud of your boy
Tell me that I've been a louse and loafer
You won't get a fight here, no, ma'am
Say I'm a goldbrick, a goof-off, no good
But that couldn't be all that I am
Water flows under the bridge
Let it pass, let it go
There's no good reason that you should believe me
Not yet, I know, but
Someday and soon
I'll make you proud of your boy
Though I can't make myself taller
Or smarter, or handsome, or wise
I'll do my best, what else can I do?
Since I wasn't born perfect like dad or you
Mom, I will try to
Try hard to make you
Proud of your boy
Credits
Writer(s): Alan Menken, Howard Elliott Ashman
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