Kind friends as here I stand to sing
So very queer I feel
That now I’ve made my bow I fear
I don’t look quite genteel
But never mind for I’m a boy
Who’s always full of joy
A rough and ready sort of chap
An honest Mormon Boy!
A Mormon Boy, A Mormon Boy
I am a Mormon Boy
I might be envied by a king
For I am a Mormon Boy!
A slow Friday though. Pun intended