Poems (Katz)/Boys
For works with similar titles, see Boys.
TO JOHNBOYS
Boys, boys, full of nonsense and noise,
But we love them, we love them, the dear little boys.
But we love them, we love them, the dear little boys.
They are so noble and so true
And when reproved they look at you,
With their eyes of brown or blue,
And say—We are boys, only boys.
And when reproved they look at you,
With their eyes of brown or blue,
And say—We are boys, only boys.
So on goes the song of the dear little boys,
Of their pleasures, and sorrows,
Their trials and joys.
Of their pleasures, and sorrows,
Their trials and joys.
Until into manhood they grow,
And we still love them so—
The boys, the larger boys.
And we still love them so—
The boys, the larger boys.