Two Boys – Peter AllenBy Two boys born the twenty-third of MayBrought up in that good old-fashioned wayTwo boys one of them excelled at ballThe other never played at all, two boysMamma loved them both the samePapa gave them both his nameNobody could quite explain just whyTwo boys growing up in separate bedsDifferent music in their headsTwo boysTwo boysTwo boysMamma loved them both the samePapa gave them both his nameNobody could quite explain just whyTwo boys growing up and leaving homeEach an island on his ownToday one’s a man who’ll never cryNever has a reason whyThe other lets the girls go byAnd they never let their feelings showAfraid to let the other know, two boys www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20