Little Boy On His Knees (Cameron's Song) · letra

He see's me in the morning, Lifting him out of bed. The sun comes with little warning, A brand new day's ahead. To the kitchen for some breakfast, A plate of toasted bread, A cup of milk just as expected, Close your eyes and bow your head.
You can thank him for anything you want to, For the flower's and the trees And pray,Lord Jesus, make me, A little boy on my knees.
He's Mommy's little helper. Learning to comb his hair. And loves his baby sister, Though he doesn't always share. A quarter in the bucket, A memory verse or two, Although he may not know it, He's beginning to follow you.
You can thank him for anything you want to, For your Daddy and for me. And pray, Lord Jesus, make me, A little boy on my knees.
As we teach our Son to serve the Lord, in every way, Lord the most important thing is this that we now pray, Lord, we thank you everything you give us, but most importantly, We pray Lord Jesus, make our Son a little boy on his knees.
Lord we thank you for everything you give us, but most importantly We pray, Lord Jesus, make our Son, A little boy on his knees. We pray that someday he'll become, A young man on his knees.