One day you’ll be a grown man, little son,
Although your journey’s just begun;
A long way yet to go,
But we would have you know
We wish you best of luck, little son.
It won’t be easy going, little son —
You’ll have to keep on fighting ’til you’ve won;
We’re going to do our best
To fit you for the test
So you’ll become a fine man, little son.
Southern Cross, A Child’s Smile, Sydney: F. H. Johnston Publishing Company, , [page 10]