Alain Whyte - The Youngest Was the Most Loved lyrics

The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the shielded We kept him from the world's glare And he turned into a k**er Retroussé nose Turned up and mischievous Forget-me-not eyes That cried if we ever left his side There is no such thing in life as normal There is no such thing in life as normal The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the cherub A small boy from a poor house Who turned into a k**er A blush, it rose If he had to say 'hello' A lop-sided grin Strained to keep the shyness in There is no such thing in life as normal There is no such thing in life as normal The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the cherub The luck was all before him With a lovely wife beside him The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the cherub We kept him from the world's glare And he turned into a k**er There is no such thing in life as normal There is no such thing in life as normal