 But now hes no Johnny  small, No, he is now big John tall. Tall and tanned, Face and hand.  Will they know this man? One, two, three Pass and see, Dont know  who this man might be. Even Sis: "Who is this?" Knows not who he is.  Then along comes mother dear, Barely sees his eyes so clear, Says:  "My son, Welcome home, God bless you my son." [all verses]