It's Hard Being the Oldest
It’s hard being the oldest
Though everything’s brand new.
No hand-me-downs or chewed up toys
Your parents pass down to you.
It’s hard being the oldest
On you, mistakes are made.
Your parents are learning everything
Into experience you must wade.
It’s hard being the oldest
When a new sibling comes along.
You have to be the example
And try to do no wrong.
It’s hard being the oldest
And knowing you’re the lead.
But there’s nothing quite like knowing
You’ll be everything they need.
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