We’ll she’s precious and she’s my girl; she’s so sweet I adore
Her ’cause she’s our daughter, and you’re the one who bore
Her, our new baby, and we know what we got.
She’s fetching and so pretty—amazing what God’s wrought,
And I’m so glad we made her, so glad we made her.
You know it: isn’t she lovely, that’s what I say.

Well I feel so good that I’m showin’ off my pride;
My face is really beaming as I gaze on my bride.
Been a hard labor, but the result is you:
Aisha, our baby; it happened to we two
And I’m so glad we made her, so glad we made her.
You know it: isn’t she lovely, that’s what I say.

Well I feel so good that I’m showin’ off my pride;
My face is really beaming as I say to my bride:
Now we’ve a babe, everything is good;
Now we’re gonna relax like all new parents should.
And I’m so glad we made her, so glad we made her.
You know it: isn’t she lovely, that’s what I say.