Willy Roy the crippled boy
His age was seven years today He don't know what it is to play Each night before he goes to bed This little prayer he always says Now I lay me down to rest Dear God please give me happiness I'm praying so my dreams come true So I can walk and play with you His name they call him Willy Roy He's just a little crippled boy But now the tears roll down his cheeks I wipe them off so he can sleep * Refrain Someday I hope you can go out And play with me and walk about I won't scold if you should cry So soon, be good, my son good night * Refrain