Ten tiny fingers and ten tiny toes A rosebud mouth and a cute button nose Soft wisps of blond hair And a sweet blue-eyed stare Now she's a woman grown with a home of her own And I am proud of the woman I see. I miss my girl baby Who sat on my knee But I am so proud Of the lovely woman I see. Where is my little girl? With the soft golden curls Who served imaginary tea, To her daddy and me Now a woman grown With a good life of her own And I am so proud of the woman I see.