I hummed your favorite lullaby and rocked you soft to sleep.  Your little fist, full of my hair as you drifted off to dreamland.  Sometimes I can still feel it.  Your first day of school, I cried as the bus rolled away.  A big step in your life; but it was a bittersweet day for me, and I thought, “Hey, weren’t you just my baby?”

You mastered bicycles and roller skates, put on makeup and went out on dates.  You took some ribbons in 4H. In all those presentations, Baby, you were just so great.  Oh, they were big steps in your life; but they were bittersweet days for me.  I kept thinking, “Hey, weren’t you just my baby?”

Sometimes I can still feel your tiny hand in mine.  I know all mamas have to let their babies go, but I wish that time had stood still for just a little while.  Now here you are, you’re turning eighteen.  My sweet little princess is becoming a queen.  And, it’s a big day in your life, but it’s a bittersweet day for me.  Oh, yeah.

Hey, hey now, lil Ms. Bubba G…weren’t you just my baby?

Oh, I love you so my daughter, and you see…you’ll always, always be my baby.