You’re momma’s little boy
Who is never without a toy
Playing out in the dirt
Getting mud all over your shirt
You’d rather be out playing
Than listen to anything I’m saying
About when you get older
Or how you should be bolder
Can I go play in the mud and the muck
And can I take this car and this truck
Yes, I say, go play
How can I make you stay
When you’d rather be playing in the dirt
Getting mud all over your shirt