When I get a child,
I get him with fixed intent;
I don't get him by accident.
I get him because I am content with life,
Satisfied with myself,
And because I love my wife.

When the child is born,
I am full of scorn
At thought of other children.
By instinct I divine
There never was so fine a boy as mine.
I think this, because I am satisfied with life,
Conceited with myself,
And because I love my wife.

And I want to keep my son,
I want to finish what I have begun.
It is one of the keenest pleasures that I know
To feed a child and watch him grow.
I don't want to give him to the State;
I want to share him with my mate.
I like going into hustling life,
To bring back something for my boy and wife.

I do this because the old Brave
Hunted from the cave.
Because a lion in the wilderness
Kills for the cub and lioness,
And because I am satisfied with life,
Conceited with myself,
And because I love my wife.